Shorter Days Can Be as Sweet as a Smushed Tiger Cake

Shorter Days Can Be as Sweet as a Smushed Tiger Cake

Every year immediately following the summer solstice I hear someone complain that the days are now getting shorter. It’s particularly jarring this year contrasted against the palpable enthusiasm everyone has with the end of pandemic-related restrictions.

It takes a special kind of downer to cry over slightly shorter days when a year ago they were alone drinking spiked seltzer and complaining that Zoom makes their neck look fat. Read More

In the Belly of the Beast

In the Belly of the Beast

I was expecting a bigger reaction when I took my two-year-old daughter inside the belly of a 60-foot-long sperm whale named Conny.

To be clear, she didn’t like it.

But, she was still reeling from the horror of being approached by Mr. Peanut in front of Oscar Meyer’s Weinermobile so it’s understandable that it jarred her moving so suddenly from broad daylight into the sort of darkness you’d expect inside a 60-foot whale’s belly. Read More