From the inbox just now:


Previously in the glamorous life series here, here, and here.

To head off a little freshet of peeved mail I got last time: I am not, in any way, at any time, complaining about any aspect of my life as an (outlet name) writer. I am the world's most fortunate guy, in having just the job I want for all these years. I am instead amused at the PR, umm, wizardry of some people making contact with journalists. It started with a release on the "Father of Aesthetic Dentistry -- see this one for details.

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