My side felt a lot better when Nora called me at noon the next day. "My nice policeman wants to see you," she said. "How do you feel?"
"Terrible. I must've gone to bed sober."
Dashiell Hammett, The Thin Man
Tonight, New Year’s Eve, is the high holy day of what Seneca, the Stoic philosopher of ancient Rome, called “nothing but voluntary madness.”Read more
Distill into a single flask all the synthetic sweetness and faux sentimentality of this holiday season and voilà! The cloying genie in your bottle is none other than Julie Andrews!Read more
She’s 51 inches of ebony glamour corner to diagonal corner—as glistening and glassy smooth as a wet crow’s wing. Sexy, seductive, high-maintenance, classy and trashy all at once.Read more
Vieques might be a tropical Paradise, but it’s no Garden of Eden. Growing conditions here are so favorable that you can stick a branch in the ground and watch it grow into a tree. The Viequense diet favors meats, plantains, rice and beans. So not much in the way of fruit or vegetables is grown here. Instead, most is imported—and refrigerated during transportation. As a result, bananas slip off the stalk, peaches segue directly from unripe to rotten and tomatoes are disappointingly pink, mealy and tasteless.Read more
"This book fills a much-needed gap."
Attributed to Moses HadasRead more