I knew I probably wasn't "Jeopardy!"-smart enough to qualify, but "Millionaire" was multiple choice, and I was good at test-taking. You could walk in with the detritus already piled up inside your skull and cash in.
Sarah Kasbeer reflects on a history of hookups — and why they left her cold.
A falling-dominoes effect of going without makeup meant that I didn't feel the need to wash my face, which in turn made moisturizer also seem unnecessary. It was like a newly closed ring, which I could then toss away.
Savings tips are classist garbage and belong in the trash.
Somewhere in the mid-2000s, I did something that inadvertently shifted the course of Cherokee history. I wrote a joke post on a car forum.
His recent attacks on immigrants fit a pattern of bigoted behavior toward minorities I watched for years when I was the president of Trump Plaza Hotel & Casino.
Just days before he died, he sat up in bed, finally awake after a morning of napping. "You need to start dating again after I die," he said.
Working with Médecins Sans Frontières was my dream job. I quickly learned humanitarian work is not so straightforward
When most people think of bipolar disorder, they're thinking of bipolar 1. I know I used to, anyway. I thought of Joan Crawford in "Mommie Dearest," sweet and soft-spoken one moment, harsh and abusive the next. Bipolar, back then, meant having two different personalities. But I was just me.
There's never been a better time, I was assured, to be a pants haver. But for someone new to the trousers game, the breadth of choice was paralyzing.
Each of us has certain clichés, I suspect, to which we are particularly vulnerable, certain songs we are compelled to play over and over again, certain words that undo us with their simple syllabl…
All these huge places saw what they were doing ($$$) and started blogs of their own and basically, everything is a blog now. There's still gossip, but it's back in the social sphere where it came from, people saying smart stupid things in a sentence or even an image.
How we learn to rely on tech to tell us when something is wrong, only to misinterpret the signals.
Contentious elections, endless conflict — but a chance to become whole.
I wasn't cross-dressing as much as doing a kind of cross-shopping, which I later learned is defined as a type of anarchy: a single customer defying retailers' marketing segmentation by shopping where he or she is not expected to.
Deena ElGenaidi takes stock of the truths she and her Muslim family members hide from one another.
In a perverse way, it’s heartening — kookiness truly knows no political-party bounds.
I’m a simple woman. When I’m riding the bus, walking down the street, or working in the open offices here at Gizmodo Media Group, I just want to pop in my earbuds, turn on some good music (buy Honey on iTunes) and ignore everything around me.
"I’ve realized that it’s not my job to make anyone feel good. It’s my job to be honest."
I set out to create the first line of all-natural, deeply flavorful Chinese condiments. Getting there was harder than I anticipated.
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