The problem is this: you have chosen as your outdoor concert space the area immediately below my bedroom window. Therefore I have been awoken for the past several days by bagpipes, commencing with militaristic regularity at 9:00 am.

You can imagine, NBC, that I've been looking forward to watching the Women's Team Finals with my own daughter for a long time. But then you ruined it, NBC. You ruined it.

Some mannequin dresser has got a good eye because those mannequins somehow manage to convince people that they totally should buy a sequined paisley print mullet dress that will look best when accompanied by a grandmother's crochet sweater.

While we admit being patted down by a uniformed officer in front of long lines of strangers is an uncomfortable experience, it is far worse for us, the TSA officials doing the full-body grope.