We had too much of something and running helped us get rid of it, or a lack of something and running helped us get more of it. We wanted to get somewhere and running helped us get there. As with God and ice cream, we turn to running most enthusiastically when times are bad, which is why it’s especially easy to talk ourselves out of running when times are good.That’s how it was with me.Read More
Stormy Daniels answers the door of her Houston hotel room wearing little athletic shorts and a green Pantera tank top over a sports bra, her long blond hair in a loose ponytail. We shake hands and she jumps back onto her bed, sitting up with her legs tucked under her in half lotus.Read More
On an early evening in mid-May, 2017, I entered the locker room of a private club in the Washington, D.C. area to find then White House Press Secretary Sean Spicer standing near the sink. Spicer is not a tall man, with a stout build and low center of gravity that lend him a munchkin aesthetic, like a well-fed and weather-beaten old carny. He glanced up at me with the furtive eyes of a cornered animal, weaved around me and made for the exit.Read More
For the past several years I’ve split my home base between Washington, D.C., and New Orleans, Louisiana, spending my non-traveling time more or less evenly between the two, which makes me the yin and the yang of traveler grumpiness. Without intending to, it seems I may have made my other home in Louisiana to balance out the effects of D.C. And vice versa, too—because, let’s be honest, who doesn’t feel like being grumpy sometimes?Read More
I am not what you might call a “stationery person,” and that’s not some cute way of saying I move a lot. It’s that I’m mystified by entire shops dedicated to things like fancy notepads, greeting cards and envelopes. But I recently learned about a paper goods company called Party Sally that turned my paper goods universe, such as it is, upside down.