Sometimes you just know in your gut you’re right.
But how do you separate guts from science?
German researchers tried to do just that.
They wondered how the effects of physical exercise would stack up against new-fangled computerized programs. Continue reading
Mama, Papa, my older sister Becky, and me
The reason is the dyes for the hard-boiled eggs require vinegar to set the color.
So, as a kid and as a mother-acting-like-a-kid, we dyed hard-boiled eggs rainbow colors like pink, green, yellow and blue. Continue reading
Even if you don’t follow sports it’s uplifting to find women’s basketball in the spotlight.
My cell phone buzzed when the University of Connecticut trounced Notre Dame to win the NCAA title, thanks to my New York Times app.
But when I read the story I thought the editors made a mistake.
The lead begins with praise for some guy: Continue reading
Calling myself a weekend Buddhist seems to fit.
I’m afraid to stray too far from my Indian upbringing.
And I’m afraid to commit to a single way of knowing.
Truth is, my spiritual upbringing was obscure: difficult to discern. Continue reading
A new study on fat and heart-health is bringing out the worst in journalism.
Open up the New York Times or turn on CBS news and you’ll see a meaty burger loaded with cheese, bacon and a fried egg.
The burgers, fries, butter and cream aren’t meant to entice you, except, maybe to the news stories themselves. Continue reading
I owe a debt to Oscar Wilde in my transformation to being a lady.
The term lady is heavy with meaning.
As children my sisters and I were encouraged to be ladies.
When we got rambunctious or rude our mum would say we weren’t ladylike. Continue reading
The FCC—the Federal Communications Commission—says it will fine media production companies $1.9 million dollars for airing a movie trailer last year for the film Olympus has Fallen.
I just caught a news report announcing the FCC said the trailer broadcasts the sound of the Emergency Broadcast System.
And you can’t do that. Continue reading
You would probably get upset if someone wanted to remove your grandparents’ bones from their graves and put the skeletons on display in a museum.
That’s a no-brainer.
So it’s no surprise that Native American tribes have tried to protect ancestral bones. Continue reading
I’m practicing my invisibility.
Working with coyote—who hides objects from me when I need them the most—lets me meddle in indigenous ways.
Once I asked my friend Ann, who has aged so gracefully that 60 seemed a minor blemish, how getting older has affected her.
You gotta hand it to Dove.
The beauty behemoth is launching a new campaign aimed at the armpit.
And what better place for lift-off than the Motherland.
New Jersey. Continue reading
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