A Picasso print was stolen years ago. Gone. Vanished. Goodbye, Picasso. Then suddenly, it reappeared hanging in a vacant Milwaukee apartment. Which raises several important psychological questions. First: Who hangs stolen art in an empty apartment? Second: How does a Picasso casually re-enter the storyline years later like […]
Apparently a woman went on a blind date and brought 23 family members with her. Twenty-three. At that point, it’s not a blind date. It’s a family reunion with one unsuspecting donor. The bill was $3,100. The man declined to pay and, honestly, I have questions but mostly […]
I’ve been thinking about passion. Not the Instagram version of passion. Not “Do what you love and you’ll never work a day in your life!” because honestly, whoever invented that sentence has never had a mortgage. I mean actual passion. That strange, consuming feeling when something or someone […]
I miss being obsessed with a TV show. Not “Oh, I watched a few episodes while folding laundry” obsessed. I mean obsessed. Lost. Breaking Bad. The Walking Dead. The kind of obsessed where an episode ended and you immediately needed to discuss it with another human being, preferably […]
The Hayden Panettiere death hurts. I think because she was one of those faces we watched grow up. The cheerleader on Heroes who needed saving and somehow became the one who could save the world. Then Juliette Barnes on Nashville: hot-tempered, complicated, enormously talented, singing her way through […]
There are some losses that feel strangely personal, even when you never knew the person. Dolly Parton is one of those for me. My mom loved country music, and we listened to Dolly together all the time. She was funny, wildly gifted, unapologetically herself, said it like she […]
Apparently, there is a new definition of creative control. Pay for the entire television series, cast yourself as the leading lady, personally select your leading man and then insist on more than 60 kissing scenes. Yes. Sixty. A recent Chinese short-drama production reportedly became so kiss-heavy that the […]
My baby turned 18 today. Eighteen. And apparently, the universe has decided that the appropriate way to celebrate this milestone is to send me emails informing me that I no longer automatically have access to his medical records, his lab results, or his medical chart. Thank you, universe. […]
At this point, I’m beginning to think bears are just living their best lives while the rest of us are unnecessarily following rules. First, we had bears breaking into houses, hot tubs, cars, and bakeries. Now we have a bear breaking into a snack factory, accidentally turning on […]
I’ve been feeling nostalgic lately, which is dangerous because nostalgia has a way of making absolutely ordinary things from childhood seem magical. Today I saw a kid who looked about seven or eight years old carrying a shiny new iPad, and it sent me straight back to elementary […]
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