Way to go—you nearly forgot! The one day dedicated to the woman who carried you, raised you, and continues to stay up all night worrying about you...and you've got nothing. Yes, Mother's Day is almost here (it's Sunday, May 12, if you're really lost) and you need a gift for Mom. But no more sulking. The days, hours, and minutes are ticking down, and you've got to think of something fast. If you don't, you'll be thrown to the bottom of the sibling power rankings. Lucky for you, there are plenty of useful last-minute gifts. |
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Time is an instrument of power, an object of faith, and an influence on our history. But in our fictions, it's more than just a cerebral quagmire—it gets at our unanswerable questions and our deepest longings. |
| "It was difficult going back to these things," says the show's creator, Richard Gadd. "I felt like I needed to get it all out in one go." |
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The New York Times took a deep dive on Tuesday into the medical history of Robert F. Kennedy, Jr., whose raison d'etre as a presidential candidate is primarily based on crazy-assed Do Your Own Research vaccine denialism and the fact that the two major candidates are older than he is and, therefore, not up to the job, cognitively. Judging from the Times story, RFKJ needs to find himself some new raisons d'etre tout suite. |
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Storage that doubles as decor is something we can get behind. |
| Lest we forget, there is still the matter of the pool shed papers down in Florida, and a pesky little election interference case in Georgia. |
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On this day, forty years ago, Steven Spielberg released a wildly entertaining action-adventure that received almost universally positive reviews and made more than $330 million at the box office. That film was 1984's Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom, a sequel (well, technically a prequel, since it's set in 1935) that deftly manages to be both scarier and sillier than its predecessor. So why did its director feel the need to disown it? But in 1989, just five short years after the movie hit multiplexes, Spielberg would offer a confusing mea culpa for the film, slagging it as "too dark" and "too horrific" before harshly concluding: "There's not an ounce of my personal feeling in Temple of Doom." That opinion is certainly Spielberg's prerogative. But I don't buy it for a second. |
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