With most of our entertainments paused due to plague, I have returned to the original spectator sport of humanity: Kravitzing.

Jim Croce was here and only here.

The first time I saw it, I was 5 years old. I didn't know the name of the song, but this image, and its music, stuck with me, followed me.

New York, I LovYou

They knock you out with their freckles and their fragrance. They're showy and show-offs.

I think the real question is why NOT squirrels.