I miss my old neighborhood in Chelsea, and sending David Horvitz to the mailbox on my former street corner to take a photo, then using the mailbox to send the photo is somehow comforting, in a very circuitous way.
And for $10, a whole lot cheaper than plane fare to New York.
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I really like the Slanket, probably because I often pad around our house with a blanket on my shoulders, shawl-style. (Pull the blanket over your head and imagine how you can scare the kids when you peep in their rooms at night!)
Bonus: use it to indulge your adult monk fantasies, then retire comfortably to your couch, no changing required.
A full size version of this birdbath would look fab in my flowerbeds, but for now, the miniature version will make my birds just as pleased.
This gun-shaped remote control lets you make good on your promise to off Ryan Seacrest. Metaphorically speaking, of course.
I confess that I don’t understand the logic of ninja socks, beyond the fact that they are designed to fit into ninja boots. But if they propel me through the spider walk to Ninja Warrior heaven, then I’ll rock them everyday.
*Note: also useful for wearing with flip-flops to tourist destinations.
Place this little bank next to your Das Kapital money box, and your shelf just might explode from the irony.
Yes, Karl Marx, a Das Kapital bank is being sold at Target.
To quote Whipple: “Irony is an insult in the form of a compliment.” Or something like that.
As long as you stay under the sheets, you’ll be OK.
Having a kid gives you the opportunity to reclaim certain primordial pleasures, chief among them Kraft Macaroni and Cheese, rubber ducks, and coloring books. Inspired by yesterday’s Everywhere Daily Candy, I present to you the ultimate in cheap fun: color your own Modern Art Masterpieces and Human Anatomy. Throw in a Classic Crayola 64-Pack and a bottle of Two Buck Chuck, and a hot Friday night (after the kids go to sleep, of course) is all yours for under $15. Staying inside the lines optional.
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Infinitely better than one of those goofy “tonight/not tonight”