If you’re in a small Southern town, did anyone recognize this nut job? Maybe if word spreads he won’t be paying taxes much longer since he’ll be unemployed and unemployable.

If you’re in the northern hemisphere (I know some Jezzies are in ‘Stralya and New Zealand) we’re approaching Beef Wellington season.

Oh, I’ve been staying away from the wikileaks stuff. From the photo I can see that Podesta held back the real secret ingredient: What makes risotto even more delicious is if you have a staff of six (at least, judging from the photo) involved in making just 13 bowl-fuls worth of it.

Soon after posting that comment I was reminded of a college experience where a really good fellow-gay friend of mine asked me to accompany him to the health clinic. The night before he had gotten really drunk and hooked up with some guy, and in the cruel, unforgiving hungover light of the day after they both realized…

Don’t forget to supply the three-digit security code on the back. I’m sure they’ll ask for it.

I was walking with some friends through Central Park once and came across a gang of middle-aged people wearing alumni T-shirts from their very precious and very expensive colleges playing ultimate frisbee with their dogs, all of whom had bandanas. One of my friends said, “That is excellent! We all have dogs. We should…

What does Podesta’s tweet even mean? Plus Assange is holed up in the Embassy of Ecuador (which has some of the best seafood in the world) in London (which has some of the best food in the world, period) so I doubt angry, rapey Julian is missing out on much foodwise.

This year Hanukkah and Christmas fall right at the same time so you could order a bunch and send them to the New York Times newsroom in one shipment.

The Wikileaks men’s polo shirt is very corporate-sponsored golf tournament, or maybe trade show exhibitor from a company no one has ever heard of.

“I cunna hold herr, cap’n. She’s gunna blow!”

Maybe Ivanka will be singing this once the election is over:

Why did someone hold a giant magnet to her right, causing her metal earrings to pull like that?

Is that her in the jumper holding the doll?

I recently learned that the Rockefellers were fairly devout Baptists, or at least the ones alive in the mid-20th century were. Whether their “faith” drove them to natural resource extraction monopolization, acquisition of vast real estate holdings, and founding and funding the Museum of Modern Art I don’t know.

Ah, James Fallows of the Atlantic. I was a devoted reader of the magazine in the 80s and every other issue had a cover story by Fallows about how Japan was whipping our asses in technology and innovation and would come to dominate the 21st century (I think he did a Junior Year Abroad there or something?) That’s not…

Wonder what she thought about Bob Dylan winning the Nobel. Admiration, no doubt.

Having a dog is a never-ending exercise in humility and humiliation. My previous dog was about 65 pounds and hated the rain. One summer afternoon I was walking her to the pet store to buy her some treats when the heavens opened. She had just pooped and we were practically in front of the pet store, so I triple bagged…

I think I’ve told this story before. When I was in high school my best friend had an older brother who was the coolest kid in school. I showed up at their house and bff wasn’t there but his older brother, who was usually so disdainful of me, was. He said, “I gotta run an errand. You wanna take a ride?”

We American Monty Python fans know what a blanc mange is. They make excellent tennis partners because they are ferociously competitive.

I am pretty good friends with my doctor, I’ve been going to him for many years. The day of my last physical I completely forgot my appointment until I got the confirmation call while at work. So I went to the physical, stripped to my tighty-not-whiteys-at-all (not soiled, but dingy and a little ripped here and there)…