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I’ve never been a huge fan of the traditional Thanksgiving dinner. It’s a meal as brown and heavy as...a very heavy thing that is brown (I am too tired for simile at the moment). Sliced turkey, mashed potatoes, stuffing, and brown gravy make for a dull color palette, which in my professional opinion, is even duller on the human palate. But I suppose most things are dull on the palate, since it is located on the roof of one’s mouth (something I only just learned this morning, which is an embarrassing thing for a dentist’s son to admit).

Thank you! I also found them deeply unsettling and thought they were press-ons (I feel like Olive & June actually claimed credit, but they may have a press-on line soooo). Nothing wrong with press-ons, but she has too much money for her nails to come out looking like that - and if she does them herself, how she is not a pro by this point? My sister could do a perfect French mani (yes obviously we're millenials) by the end of high school.

Roland Fryer is the most gifted economist of his generation. Not the most gifted black economist of his generation, the most gifted economist of his generation. Period. He was tenured at Harvard at the age of 30, he was awarded the American Economics Association’s John Bates Clark Medal, he received a MacArthur “Genius” grant, his publications appeared in some of the most distinguished journals in the field, and his scholarship was regularly covered in the mainstream media.

The oracle of Trophonius was, as Philostratus notes, “the only oracle which gives responses through the person himself who consults it.” At all the others of Greece — Delphi, Dodona, Corinth — the visitor would address his questions to a priestess, who would then consult the god on his behalf and deliver its response. Not so Trophonius, which requires a by all accounts harrowing descent into the underworld that might last for days.