Logan Sachon: Hey Mike, have you ever kept extending a weekend trip so that it lasted two weeks?

Chris Koentges has a piece over at The Atlantic extolling the virtues of re-wearing the same Halloween you wore last year, and all the previous years before that.

Soon after her announcement, I received an e-mail invitation to a "Barbecue Wedding." What? No official wedding invitations? The dress is casual, the invitation said. Casual? I read on. Please bring a dish? No filet mignon, or stuffed chicken?

One of the things people who aren't from New York ask me sometimes is whether or not the rent in New York is really as crazy as they think it is. "Is it really that expensive to live there?"

I keep two main lists: A "to-do" list and a "ta-da" list. The former is daily, boring, and first accumulated tasks like, "groceries," or "pick up dry cleaning," but has now devolved into reminders like, "hot chocolate, woo!" "windex the stuff," "trim your damn nails," and even, "PANIC."

I don't want to end up like Mr. Burns in that episode where Homer asks him if his money says "I love you" at the end of the day, and Mr. Burns sadly says, "…no!"