Fun-sized statistics that melt in your mouth

I'm told that there are treatments available for those of us who are compelled like to count and sort our candy by color before eating it. I can stop any time I want, of course, but today's fun-sized pack of M&Ms gave me pause. No yellow. There's a yellow guy on...

Nous Sommes Charlie

The trouble with setting your clock radio to the news is that you wake up thinking you had a bad dream only to discover it was the news seeping into your groggy head. Truth is sometimes more awful than fiction. As you may have heard, 12 people in France were murdered...

PO’d at the proselytizing PO

I got to the post office early to buy stamps. I knew the windows would be closed but was planning to buy stamps from the machine. A week after Christmas, here were my options: How many Christmas stamps would you like? Zero is how many I would like. No other options,...

Community Supported Arts Harvest

This summer, I was fortunate enough to have the opportunity to teach a business basics class for a group of artists participating in a new way to create and sell artwork, Community Supported Arts. Like its inspiration, Community Supported Agriculture (CSA), CSArts is...

Stoked for pies that r round

One of the small upsides to a torrential rain at lunchtime is that there's nearly zero line at the food trucks. Finding myself at Dewey square in the company of old favorites Bon Me and Mei Mei, I opted for the as yet untried (by me) Stoked Wood Fired Pizza truck. How...