I thought that headline sounded more dramatic and exciting with the year thrown on the end, like a breaking news story. Which I suppose this is, because hey! It's an actual bacon watch! As in, a watch made of bacon!…
You gotta love The New Yorker. Wry, urbane, and recently under attack for some controversial cover art. You know what? It's not going to make me stop reading. Not when the latest edition features the Fourteen Passive-Aggressive Appetizers that would…
I know I clued you in to the Bacon Tux in time for prom season, but what about the ladies? How will you ever match your date's fragrance and charm? If prom hasn't already happened at your school, this is…
Snackle Mouth! My name is Marianne, and I'm a snacker. I've been snacking my entire life, and I have no intention to give it up. They're going to throw me out of Snackers Anonymous. But not before I tell you…
In celebration of the season, Brutus offers his vision of a perfect harvest...something he could be truly thankful for. Hope you're all enjoying a wonderful holiday!