Just think of it this way: It’s your last weekend of freedom before the holly-toting, menorah-wielding marketing machine takes over the world.
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The National Circus and Passion of the Correct Moment
What: Bread and Puppet Theater, the legendary troupe ...
The Evite. (Yawn.) The enthusiastic phone call. (Whatever.) The properly printed invitation. (Could you just please get over yourself?)
Announcements, invites, holiday cards. It’s all become so cliché. You want creative. You want ingenuity. You want original. You want to ...
If a tree falls in the office on the weekend, does it still make a sound?
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The Graphic Imperative
What: International sociopolitical posters make for the town’s most searing art-as-commentary exhibit.
Why: Be a poster child.
When: Thurs.-Fri., noon-6 ...
It’s what they call a vicious cycle.
Your hair’s got some frizz, so every day you sizzle flyaways with your flat iron. But the more you put metal to your mane, the unhealthier it becomes. Thus making the flat iron that ...
The surefire antidote to Halloween candy fallout: 72 hours of activity.
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Schoolhouse Rock Live!
What: A musical based on the original cartoons.
Why: Lolly, Lolly, Lolly get your nostalgia here.
When: Fri., 8 p.m.; Sat., 10:30 a.m.
Where: Regent ...
I am mini-man.
Alas, I have no body.
Only a bald head.
But I’m here for you
When you are feeling stressed out
Or even just bored.
Keep me on your desk,
In your car, purse, or briefcase.
Or bedside ...
Time was, you had perspective. Remember? You went into this knowing it was the marriage that mattered, not the wedding. And certainly not the atom-size details of the day.
But now? Now you lay awake ’til dawn agonizing over favor ...
Perhaps it was the lack of a reception at the reception desk. Or, just maybe, the plastic glove-clad aesthetician at the door yelling, “Next!”
But your last facial seemed a wee bit impersonal. In fact, a lot of them seem ...
