Here’s the cover of the current issue of the New Yorker:
In case you’re too young to get the self-reference to their classic cover, here it is — “The View from 9th Avenue”:
Let’s see: Built while “bored” (I’m reading “bored” as “drunk, possibly high”) one night, and…
I’ve got a lot to do this week, but I’m fine with that. I intend…
Last month, I wrote about a manufacturing mistake that became a hit for the Year…
Once again, here’s another of my regular reminders to double-check your work (or better still,…
12 years ago, I drove with all the stuff I could fit into “Rhonda the…
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You know that she can see Russia from her house, right? Because her house is 101 km high. It would have to be.