"Unless a film of flesh envelops us, we die. Man exists only insofar as he is separated from his surroundings. The cranium is a space-traveler's helmet."
Less than 20 years ago, a comprehensive book on cryptography minimized the impact of an important cryptanalyst, while deifying her husband.
A short and true story of cascading circumstances, cause and effect, and the adventures that followed.
Two letters written by a young woman in 1939, just days apart, to a man more than 100 miles away, let us look into their lives and an urgent mystery.
Children's books with enchanting artwork and whimsical titles have life lessons for grown ups, too.
If you put on an album you've never heard before, maybe check the song list before getting into the shower.
The Ace Hotel in New York City had an exhibit called, "The Smallest Mollusk," but can they beat this?
Several summers ago, I read Elizabeth Gilbert's book, Big Magic. I love the way she talks about ideas as separate beings that float around like dandelion spores, looking for a place to germinate, grow and manifest into something great.
Via my long ago cohorts, Annie Owens and Attaboy at Hi-Fructose, please note this cool approach to comics by Shintaro Kago.
That which doesn't kill you can make you stronger, and funnier, too. This hilarious and horrifying tell-all leaves no shudder-inducing tale untold.
I waited 40 years to watch the sequel to The Post but all I got was tedious clerical tasks, anachronistic office furniture, and more Nixon.
Here's my advice: Unless someone explicitly asks for your advice, do not offer advice. Maybe not even then.