DonkeyHoughty
DonkeyHoughty
DonkeyHoughty

I heard from a friend who works on the team that ran the audio for that event that the issue was very simple. Mariah never showed up for sound check. She opted out of the opportunity to work out these kinks and make sure the setup would work for her. This friend suggested that Mariah was expecting more pre-recorded

Unfortunately it’s a small enough team that it would be impossible to write about anonymously, and they are SERIOUS about secrecy. Maybe in a few years when I’m not afraid I’ll be hunted down and strangled with a bedazzled thong...

I worked on this show last year (was involved with the wings and fittings) — probably the worst experience of my life.

It's very "A Doll's House."

It's the "Lyle" from Warby Parker. I literally just got mine in the mail yesterday. They look better on him.

Right?! If any actress had the temerity to walk her dog with that hair, tabloids would find a "close personal friend" to confirm that she can no longer feed or clothe herself.

This reminds me of the winter when I was 18 and living in Vermont. A juvenile porcupine, who all summer had been snacking out of the compost pile, started scratching at the front door when the compost finally froze up and got snowed under. Then one day he discovered the cat door. This damn porcupine would waltz in

Ooh I've got a story. Through friends, I met (casually, socially) a soon-to-be-married British rockstar (only a star in his homeland, so not THAT big a deal). We had an instant love connection. The two consecutive nights that we hung out were like something out of a romantic comedy. We only had eyes for each other. We

Liberal or Conservative, though, isn't the interesting point here that a woman won the Miss America Pageant by impressing the judges with her mind more than her looks? Shouldn't we be celebrating that fact?

No way. There is a guy who has been rappelling down off the roof of my building and breaking into people's apartments through windows that are nowhere near the fire escape. Five apartments hit in the past two months. They're calling him Spiderman.

It's best when it's partially frozen — like a maple-scented slushy. But you're right that it tastes like dishwater when it's gone through plastic sugaring lines. Tin pails are really the only way to go.

Maple sap doesn't really have an offputting odor. In fact it's delicious. My bet? Somebody's trove of delicious maple sap froze overnight, so they starting melting it over a fire. Either they fell asleep or they were forced to leave the fire. When they came back, voila. Maple syrup. Or something close to it. Once you