The New Yorker is what I'm thinking, if I were clever.

Just a short post. This made me really happy:

Is that only awesome because of how much I miss Chinese food? It doesn't really matter.

Also, Woody Allen wrote a cute musing/story that poked fun at the FDA's "not intended to diagnose, treat, cure or prevent any disease" disclaimer on health product labels. I lose him about halfway through, but I'm flattered that he reads my column.