Exactly. The waitress just left it at the table, he took one glance, waived his hand at the plate in disgust and gave a look like "that's it?"

THE MACHINE IS BECOMING SELF-AWARE.

WHAT ABOUT THE CHILDREN, TOM?

His adopted daughters are two of "the good ones."

I use a 410 and my girlfriend uses the new, lower-priced Garmin 10. We love them both. The 10 is great for people with small wrists like her. 210, eh.

My girlfriend is an ND/Yankee/Giant fan. On separate occasions I've been slapped, punched and thrown out of her home for expressing sentiments similar to Drew's.

You're the reason lawyers exist.

Sam, do you suggest brining your bird? If I'm using a frozen bird, how long ahead of time should I thaw that thing and how long should I have it in the brine? Can I drop the frozen turkey in the brine?

In the article Dylan Byers of Politico wrote about you, what part did you object to the most? And a quick follow-up, how worthless is Politico in the first place?

Admit it, you wanted to slash The Times' public editor's tires.

Hey Nate. Which was a tougher crowd to fight against—baseball lifers or the political punditocracy?

It's not the journey, it's the destination.

This is going to really cause a STIR in Fort Greene, the East Village, Williamsburg, Bushwick, Prospect Heights and, dare I say, some parts of the Upper West Side.

God forbid our favorite autistic sports business writer would be wrong, but Darren Rovell says A-Rod is not on Nike's payroll.

If you haven't read Tyler Hamilton's book, The Secret Race, and you're at all interested in doping in sports—not just cycling—then you've got to do it. I was really skeptical going in because I'm not a fan of first-person accounts, especially by athletes. However, he really shines a light on the how and why of doping.…

What bothers me as another reporter is his attempts to pass things off as exclusive to him that just aren't. He mostly practices a lazy form of press release journalism where everything he writes or says is just handed to him. In one instance, when a uniform came out he watermarked the image that had come actually…

This is just the first entry of a Point-Counterpoint-style series, right?

Oh thank god, I can get back to ignoring my family without all this discomfort.

Drew curls up in a ball under his desk while sobbing and with a faint, choppy whisper repeats, "They were real to me [sniffs] they were real to me."

"Reffie, you're doing a heckuva job."