I saw a homeless guy yesterday who has the same laptop I have.

I hate when I see another woman wearing a piece of clothing I own, so you can imagine how I felt yesterday on the way home from the gym when I saw a familiar garment--my orange and black fleece jacket--on a man. On the bright side, it gave me an idea for a new segment on Joan Rivers' "Fashion Police", "Butch Stole My Look".

Citarella in New York now sells "hard-to-find pike walleye", according to the New Yorker. Soon family and friends may be the only reason for me to visit Minnesota.

Job posting on craigslist:

South Brooklyn Pizza is looking to hire an experienced pizza man.

There was also one for an "office girl".

There are parts of Brooklyn where it's the 50s--just one of the things I love about it!