43% of Hispanic women who live alone, and 34% of black women who live alone, live in poverty. One in six older Americans lives below the federal poverty line, according to a new government analysis which almost doubles the number of very poor seniors compared to the standard estimate. … Read More >>
Damn, time moves so quickly — 20 years ago this week, my life was changed forever for the better by a small band of brothers, and sisters, united in a new and untested adventure called XS Magazine. Stephen Wissink, Janine Sieja, Robb Montgomery, Colleen Dougher. You quickly brought me into your world, and gave my muse meaning and purpose. Thank you from the bottom of my heart.
There are way too many stories to tell, and adventures to share, but getting Canada to stage a protest and leverage high-level diplomatic sources to object to our Annual French Canadian Tourist Calendar was certainly a highlight. Thanks to the internet (which hardly existed when we launched the publication in 1991), you can read the press release by the local French Canadian South Florida newspaper here.
2010: A year of crisis, challenge, difficulty, intensity, obstacles, disillusionment & in the end, a hope for a better tomorrow, a new day, new year & new decade dawning. Hello 2011.
In keeping with the time-honored tradition of the mainstream, old-school print media that keeps re-running that tired whack “Letter about Santa Clause” every year by some obviously hallucinating young girl named Virginia (yeah, right), I thought I would continue my own tradition, started in 1991, of running my own holiday missive. After 19 years, I believe it still speaks truth. So check back next year, I will probably do it again!
And Virginia — if that is your real name — get real.
Michael’s Annual Christmas Column, 2010 Edition
Chocolate and champagne, romance with a zing, black lace and Nyquil, a whip with a sting, old movies and kitties and gold nipple rings, these are a few of my favorite things.”
“God, I just love the old-time Christmas carols,” I thought as I hummed my way into the unholy specter of holiday shopping.
The scene? Christmas Eve. I had an hour left until the stores closed. I was armed with an ATM card, $5,000 in cash, my Centurion Amex and absolutely no idea of what to buy for anyone. But I had a song in my heart and a thermos of cognac-laced espresso on the front seat. The velvet-clad valet parking attendant beckoned. “What the hell,” I said, grabbing my Santa hat and candy cane. “It’s all for a good Claus.”
…MORE. Download a PDF of my 2010 Christmas Column here.
Power to the people! (At least those of us with an iPhone4). This battery case is sweet, with all apologies to Morphie and their Juice Pack Air, which for the past few years has been keeping my daughter’s iPod Touch running for hours and hours of “Tap Birds” excitement. Read More >>
Talk, not type, to communicate? Well that’s almost like using your phone to, well, CALL & SPEAK to someone. What is this world coming to? Although it’s a bit odd to see the Jawbone name attached to something other than a Bluetooth headset or speaker, Aliph is … Read More >>
These aren’t your average, run-of-the-mill stickers. I’ve got to admit that I’m extremely attracted to Naoto Hattori’s sticker collection (also available as prints and in other forms), shown here. $20 is … Read More >>
Edge of the Apocalypse 