On Christmas day, my friend, the Nuyorican goddess Liz Ramirez-Weaver saw me looking at Junot Diaz's The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao. "It's good," she said. "You should borrow it."
Technology Review, which is one of the magazines I not only eagerly await, but read from cover to cover, published a 14 page screed against network news by John Hockenberry in the January/February issue.
The Economist has an uncredited article about great charts. They're all familiar to readers of Edward Tufte's The Visual Display of Quantative Information, but they are great charts.
It occurs to me that in the three years I've been posting Friday cat blogging, I have never photographed Bagheera asleep. That wary look of hers is as close to complacent as she gets.
Well, if you're tired of being jolly, you could go see No Country For Old Men, which will counteract any amount of Whooville saccharine. John Patterson has a good time with the Coen brothers.
The Beeb censored Shane MacGowan's "Fairytale of New York" for its use of a slur.
Sam Leith argues that Auntie mistook a slur for a swear-word—an unforgivable sin in the maidenly world of journalism.
If you're tired of talking to your relatives during this festive season, may I suggest you watch Stardust together? It came out on DVD last week and The Wire doesn't resume broadcast until January 6. Best of all—almost nobody in your family has seen it—unless I've hectored them into seeing it.
Indexes may be at the back of the book, but a good one can be the difference between a good book and a great one. Enid Stubin remembers her stint at the Sydney Wolfe Cohen Associates indexing service.