I've been a cultural highbrow, or wannabe, most of my adult life: Ivy-educated, Manhattanite, foreign film and literary novel aficionado... you get the picture. But leaning into my 50's, I've acquired a taste for the lowbrow. And I gotta tell you, lowbrow is much more fun.

Exhibit A: On...

Imagine sipping a latte at your local coffee shop, and some crazy dude in the rest room throws open the door and hollers for more toilet paper. He's perched on the bowl, hairy legs spread apart, pants down around his ankles. What would you do?

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Plagiarism during final exam period is rampant and sometimes funny: at a university which shall remain nameless, a student turned in her essay electronically to her professor with the receipt still attached -- she had purchased it from a cheating site.

Google "essay" and you will find a slew...

There's a new kind of family being forged in these tough economic times: the long distance family. I'm ecstatic that mine is one of them, because there's this crazy little thing called food on the table. My husband travels abroad half the year for his architectural practice, since real estate...

What better day to mock ourselves with First World problems and agree we have it good in the USA?

• They were sold out of $9/pound Heritage turkeys so I had to settle for an organic turkey.
• The pop-up thermometer in the Butterball never popped.
• My sister convinced me to...

Watching Steve Jobs waste away from cancer was tragic for all the reasons expressed by President Obama, Steve Wozniak, Bill Gates and millions of Apple fans online and in moving, impromptu tributes at Apple stores.

One more reason losing Steve Jobs was painful for me personally: He was cut down...

I'm flying to Greece tomorrow for a five-week vacation, and though this should obviously make me break into song, I'm in the midst of a pre-travel "To Do" meltdown, my brain fried, trapezoid muscles in knots. On my list are the expected essentials -- buy sunscreen, pay bills, water grass...

What is it that makes reunions as terrifying as public speaking -- or even death? I recently attended my 30th college reunion at Brown, ostensibly so my 14-year old daughter could see the school. It's one less city we'll have to cram into a grand tour junior year. But the...