- Ken Goldstein, the Weblog Awards, and a boycott.
- Gizmodo remodels.
- Anil writes a valentine to Mannhattan.
- Now that the snow has all washed away, I must ask: did anyone actually go wallow naked in the December snow?
- Speaking of snow, this is a really neat story about Mel Torme (aka "The Velvet Fog") and The Christmas Song (the one that goes "Chesnuts roasting on an open fire...").
- And speaking of the holiday season, Maccers faces that vexing New York problem: just how much cash should you shell out to your super/doormen/porters?
- Ooo, pretty.
No one wallowed naked. I checked.
If by snow you mean an alternative form of snow, and by naked you mean underneath a single garment of clothing, then yes...
That Eskimo Nebula of yours looks nothing like an Eskimo, pretty or otherwise. I feel cheated.
Molly Bloom?
And yes I said viagra yes and then my father the late ambassador to Nigeria and yes and oh yes see my webcam and yes the weight loss solution you've been looking for. Yes.