What do you buy for the guy who doesn't have everything but insists he needs nothing? I'm referring to dads, of course. And speaking as a dad, I confess to telling my wife and daughters that they shouldn't buy me anything for Father's Day. But when the day comes and they do buy me a gift, I feign excitement so I don't convey my disappointment. Really? You think I'd like this shirt? My own father is seventy-six, and I can tell you I come by this honestly: He, too, insists he needs nothing. I don't know your father—I'm sure he's great and sometimes an asshole, like mine—but I'm confident he'll actually like one of these gifts. If he doesn't, blame me. |
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He transformed himself into a terrifying clown in It and a ruthless villain in John Wick. But he goes deeper for The Crow this summer and Nosferatu in December. Is the thirty-three-year-old actor—who doesn't even enjoy seeing scary movies—Hollywood's new dark prince? |
| Your lenses might be filtered, but your fun in the sun doesn't have to be. |
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Every car, appliance, and electronic device you've ever bought has come with a manual, telling you exactly how to operate it. What about when you "acquire" a baby? Parents today are the most educated new moms and dads in history, but in many ways we're also the least experienced parents in history. As our culture has changed over time, new parents are less likely to have family nearby, and some have never even held a baby! So in the absence of a glossy user manual, I'm hoping that my new column, "Ask Dr. Harvey Karp," can help guide you through one the most exhilarating and exhausting rides of your life: fatherhood. |
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Because what's BBQ without that fresh-off-the-grill taste? |
| We've officially got a teaser, folks. |
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It was a target-rich weekend for those of us who collect the loose and loony aspects of modern conservative rhetoric. Of course, with the former president* holding an outdoor rally in a pasture outside Las Vegas with the temperature clearing 100 degrees, there were bound to be some very large nuggets to be gathered. Put simply, he was plainly crazy with the heat. Actually, I suspect they could have put up a podium at Ice Station Zebra and he would've still been just as crazy. This was the height of it. You can almost hear the synapses in his brain sizzling and snapping like spark gaps between every two words. |
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