Fri. February 1
The Daily Scene
I don’t believe in the end of men or that women can, or can’t, have it all. There may be more single ladies than there used to be, but I’m not that interested in liberal whining about why 20-somethings can’t find husbands, or conservative rants about how 30-somethings should settle for a “good enough” spouse. I do not think the vagina should have its own biography, although if it must, that book should be funny, sexy, and smart. Maybe someday.
Coca-Cola “quickly caught on as an ‘intellectual beverage’ among well-off whites.” But when the company started selling it in bottles in 1899, minorities who couldn’t get into the segregated soda fountains suddenly had access to it.
It’s hard to quibble with the speed and convenience of connecting through texts and instant messages, but scientists say that today’s ubiquitous online social communication may not confer the same feel-good effects as plain old talking.
How one woman hacked her way to happily ever after.
I was a smoker once. I smoked a pack a day for nearly seven years, and I vividly remember how difficult it was to quit. As have many, I quit cold turkey and the first few weeks were truly miserable, with a nearly constant, conscious battle not to smoke.