I'm listening to All Things Considered, and the host and his guest are nattering on about increasing childlessness in America. As it was put in the introduction, "more and more women are not having children." Also "the majority of women in this country are childless."

Stop and re-read that.

That's exactly as intelligent a phrasing as the one I ( Read more... )

I'm writing a lecture about Thor. I've just gotten him to the river Vimur and across, and now I have to deal with Geirröð's daughters. This leads me to wonder:

Is it still living the dream when you're doing it at 1 AM over a bowl of cold cereal?

Oh, I know, I know. It probably is. I'm just really tired.

"Makes hair 70% smoother!"

So says the blurb on my bottle of conditioner. 70% smoother. Who measures this? How? Is there a hair smoothness scale?

For whom is the economy-size spray can of Desenex antifungal (cures athlete's foot and jock itch!) intended?

When last in this city, I had a hot dog in Central Park. To be precise, near the Central Park zoo. It was disappointing. NYC dogs are just not that good. Or maybe you have to be broiling in the sun in Yankee Stadium. That's possible.

In Reykjavík I ate too many pylsur at Bæjarins bestu. And yet, I love them. The dogs themselves have high lamb ( Read more... )

Truly there is nothing like the kind of needing-a-shower that one needs after a night of serious drinking. And truly there is nothing like letting oneself be steered around this city from watering hole to watering hole by the still windmill-like Troll, having flashbacks that actually have nothing to do with your level of intoxication. (Grensen 9! ( Read more... )