Here's a idea for a sculpture: a nude Joe Don Baker watches the NBA All-Star Game next to Martha Stewart (also nude) and a hungry tiger shark (wearing a sweater and earrings, but no pants).

I live on the second floor.

Of all the places one could end up during the holidays, I never expected I'd end up in a romance novel.

This is The Cat That Anyone Can Edit. At this moment two 18 year olds are having an e-argument because one of them keeps trying to put a grey whisker on the left side and the other one keeps taking it away.

So if progress is to be believed, blowing up asteroids or getting a frog across a busy stretch of road is a poorer, less mature video gaming experience than chasing a virtual Tom Arnold around the Playboy Mansion.