I’ve long asked for unopened cans/bottles, partly because I don’t want a drink right now but might during the beverage-desert that is the rest of a typical flight, but mostly because I was scarred for life when, on a domestic flight to Vegas (I don’t remember which rustbucket company it was), I caught the flight…

Cher is the new face of Marc Jacobs. [AM New York]

Oh, God - Depression Baby cooking. My mother, bless her, was in some ways a good cook - especially when it came to baking - but anything beyond salt, pepper, and garlic salt was a spice way too exotic for daily use, and the only way to serve vegetables of any kind was boiled for anything up to 45 minutes and drowning…

I was and remain unashamedly (mostly) sneakily fond of that damn song. Great summer background music...

When I lived in Egypt, one of the ways I liked practicing Arabic was talking to cab drivers (Egyptian cab drivers can be a hoot*). However, I couldn’t be American, because then all they would talk about would be politics and how much they and everybody in the world hates “Boosh.” I couldn’t be Canadian, because…

1 bowel movement a day, like clockwork. TYVM.

Ain’t nothing wrong with that. It may not be a deathless musical masterpiece, but when you’re in the right mood, this song can still hit like a ton of bricks.

Except for the unfortunate sausage effect... Plus my arms and shoulders are kind of fat, there’s no girdle for that.

Thanks. I nabbed a winner...

Proposing like that - publicly and clearly totally upstaging everything else going on - is clearly world-class douchiness (even without that shirt and the goddam beer). On the other hand, my husband proposed to me at a big wedding reception and we just didn’t tell anybody - none of the on-bended-knee histrionics or…

At the rate this is going, by the end of next week we will have learned that the whole family are secretly coprophagic cannibals, and while they will have been dropped by TLC, they will have been picked up by a very obscure pay-per-view channel under the new title The Aristocrats.

West African fashion is AMAZING. I lived in Ghana for a while fifteen years ago, and it’s only in the last year or so that I’ve had to give up on the last shreds of the fabulous (men’s) clothes I had made there. Incredible workmanship, fabrics to die for, and, at least among the designers and tailors I worked with, a…

As a relatively literate person with some aspirations to civilization and sophistication, i’ not proud of this, but if I’m not careful, I find it very hard to keep Flannery O’Connor and Carson McCullers apart in my mind. The only really solid thing I can remember is that it was McCullers and not O’Connor who through a…

It’s worth pointing out that this is basically a success story.

Make one of them miracle whip. I can’t possibly be the only one who grew up in a split household.

Many times it is simply lack of opportunity or fear of consequences that keep us from falling into grievous sin even though our fallen hearts would love to indulge the flesh...

He looks like he’s morphing into the Governator. But better than he’s looked in a lot of pictures lately...

From Dostana, India’s first (I believe) gay-themed big-budget movie. With two big stars, John Abraham and Abhishek Bachchan, who play a gay couple so they can live in a hot Miami apartment with a hotter girl. Unlike AdMom, Mama here is not pleased...

2. The phrase is “wreaking havoc.”

Why has Glenn Beck never denied that he participated in that heinous crime?