…car colors continue to be every bit as boring as ever. C’mon, folks—silver replaced by white? With brown and dark gray gaining? What a disappointment. I’d been hoping for a break in the dreary monotonous neutrality of it all. Car … Continue reading →
…goes into the witness protection program:
Continue reading →It seems odd to me (although perhaps it shouldn’t) that the most popular baby names have a strong regional component. Take a look: The most popular girls’ names (Emma, Sophia) are all names that, in my youth, were considered hopelessly … Continue reading →
[See ADDENDUM below.] They were high school buddies. Both were children of divorce, and both were famous at a young age. The first two photos are one person, the second two another. ADDENDUM and CORRECTION: Mea culpa. I was so … Continue reading →
[Hat tip: Althouse.] Going to IKEA in China is a bit different from the way it is in the US. It’s like a theme park—a really really dirty theme park: The store is gripped by a kind of anarchy that … Continue reading →
In more celebrity news, we have the revelation by Mia Farrow that her 25-year-old son Ronan (and whom I’ve written before at some length; he’s a very accomplished, intelligent, and handsome fellow) may not have been sired by Woody Allen, … Continue reading →
I’ve got a new post up at PJ’s Lifestyle section. The topic: driving the Model T versus driving the cars of today. Not about politics at all. Okay, maybe just a little.
Continue reading →…to prevent the death of Buckyballs:
Continue reading →Cow-tipping is a myth. Say it isn’t so, Joe.
Continue reading →The “Republicans are racist” propaganda program continues apace, along with other revisions of history. The Soviets would be so proud! Mona Charen writes: The latest entry appears to be “The Butler,” which misrepresents President Reagan…as, at best, insensitive to blacks, … Continue reading →
Through no fault of his own, aspiring baseball player Christopher Lane of Australia was in the wrong place at the wrong time. “The wrong place” was jogging on a street in Duncan, Oklahoma. The wrong time was when a trio … Continue reading →
When I was a child my family used to visit a large chicken farm owned by some relatives. It was a commercial operation with enormous rooms the size of football fields (or so it seemed to me at the time) … Continue reading →