Anyone who has eaten at M. Wells, the infamous diner in Queens, knows that it is both an extremely special and troubled place. (The food is magical, I have agreed; and also, on my most recent visit, there were literally pregnant women and their extremely grumpy hipster spouses on the verge of crying and screaming while they waited endlessly for food. Obviously the solution to eating at M Wells is to bring some carrot sticks in your purse and sit back and take what comes. They are not so much in the food "service" industry as they are in the food magicking industry, and sometimes everything goes kablooey.) And [...]
The preface to the Rielle Hunter Tells All About Her Love Life with John Edwards story in GQ goes like this: "While everyone else in the Edwards drama has said their piece, in books and/or television interviews, the mistress and campaign videographer and mother of his child has, in her own words, 'kept my mouth shut.' Until now (as they say in the tabloids)." As they say in the what now? Heh. But the interview itself is a funny thing, and if the commenters at the Post are to be believed, she's a horribly human being and a trashy whore and all kinds of things. But actually she's [...]
The other day I mocked GQ's fashion styling. And just now I looked at their Levi Johnston photoshoot, which ended with me screaming "I DON'T UNDERSTAND ANYTHING" and slamming shut that window. However! I finally read the amazing eastern Tennessee coal disaster story! A++! Excellent transaction! Would do business again!