Author: Christy DeSmith

Of course, this will be a personal list. If you have a hankering to mention a particularly tasteful or -less gift of your own, please comment below.     WORST   1. Body Fat Scale (from one fat ass to another?) On Christmas evening, after I’d had my fill of sugar cookies, at the most…

I saw the ad recently when, after a long, tiring workday, I was passing the evening as I often do: Snuggled up to the boyfriend on the sofa, flipping through an issue of Vanity Fair, and only vaguely paying attention to the television. But then a singsong remake of “We’re Not Gonna Take It”—yes, the…

This month, all sorts of lucky boys and girls are sporting shiny new electronic doodads, freshly delivered from Santa and other thoughtful gift-givers. It’s good timing: A hot-pink Motorola RAZR or aquamarine laptop does much to cut through the gray midwinter cloud cover, not to mention spruce up many a gloomy coffeehouse interior. In fact,…

Don’t think all the Hillary Clinton hullabaloo has gone unnoticed by the likes of me. Truth be told, I’ve been very busy at work this work, whereas my inner life has been consumed by a rage caused, for one, by the MPD’s horrific, paramilitary-style antics, but also by the revelation that certain political conservatives hate…