The number of women publicly accusing James Toback of sexual harassment is now more than twice the number of people in my high school class. #themindboggles

Yup, right near my summer camp. It was rumored that people who sympathized with his anti-abortion, anti-government stance were leaving food and supplies out for him.

That is some insanely high-resolution security camera footage, which makes me fairly skeptical.

When I was at my cousin’s wedding, my uncle — the father of the bride — pulled me in to dance so that my whole body was pressed up against him. I must have looked started because he said something like “What? This is how grown-ups dance.” I was 14.

I’m so sorry. Take all the time you need — if it makes you feel any better, my dad’s ashes spent quite a long time on a bookshelf next to the ashes of my cat.

Not supernatural, per se, but I still find it creepy and sad. My aunt lives in the South Carolina lowcountry, in a subdivision that used to be a rice plantation. In the middle of her cul-de-sac there’s a dusty plot of land with a couple of trees and two WWI or II-era military tombstones. As a child I always thought it…

I want to feel badly for her, but at the same time, she’s so clearly leveraged his money and power into helping her business. So I don’t.

They give tickets away for this on street corners, right?

I wish someone could set up a fake Twitter account for Trump to vent on, a la Creed’s blog in “The Office”:

I don’t know, I think “I don’t have kids” is actually pretty funny? Because you’re not going to get drunk and take care of kids - you’re just going to get drunk! With other adults! Like an adult! Fuck that guy! I think you did fine!

Fuck this guy. Milo Yanna-whatever has always been toxic. What has he ever said that hasn’t been exactly calculated to cause maximum possible outrage? There’s nothing of value to be extracted from Yanna-etc other than bile.

Lyon’s account is still up, I think?

Maybe it’s a joke about the mythical Obamaphones? I don’t even know, man.

Given how hard they’re trying to make Megyn Kelly A Thing, I can only assume Satan himself is co-signatory on her contract.

The City of Boston Archaeology program is amazing — I believe we’re one of the only cities to have a full-time archaeologist as a city employee. You can follow him and his work on Facebook:

I posted above that my maternal great-aunt died of the Spanish flu in Inverness, aged 22; she was working as a military nurse. My grandfather would have been 15 at the time, and he was apparently deeply affected by the death of his favorite sister.

My great-aunt died of the Spanish Flu in 1918. She was 22 and volunteering as a nurse for the Women’s Army Auxiliary Corps (WAAC) in Inverness, Scotland. Her parents made sure that her tombstone noted that she died “in war service.”

The Marmot Montreaux is the only coat that has ever kept me warm, even in Boston in January. It is like wearing a warm cloud, or a sleeping bag, or a walking down comforter. (Caveat emptor: this is not a coat that shows off your waist, if you have one.) It’s lined with the most delicious fleecy plush fabric, too.…

This is the first time I have ever liked the manufacturer of a $785 shoe. You go, Edgardo!

Is it gauche to point out that she’s had a lot of work done? If so, I don’t care.