Apparently, an increasing number of men are cooking meals at home. That's right. Men. In kitchens. Preparing food. Using ...

I suspect we may eventually look back at Google's latest quantum computing breakthrough in a similar way. On October 15, 2026 ...

I love the version of solo travel that exists before anyone actually leaves the house. In that version, I am sitting outside a European café, wearing something effortlessly sophisticated, reading a ...

He was 86 years old. And apparently this is the part where everybody is supposed to lower their voice, rearrange their face into something appropriately solemn, and begin discussing his “complicated ...

I have developed a fairly reliable rule for evaluating artificial intelligence announcements: the louder somebody says the word “revolutionary,” the more carefully I check whether the revolutionary ...

There are weeks when local news feels carefully scripted. City council meets. Somebody approves a zoning request. A school board discusses a budget. A restaurant opens. Somebody complains about ...

I used to think the most complicated part of shopping was figuring out whether I actually needed something. Apparently, that was an embarrassingly primitive concern. Now I am supposed to consider ...

I read the phrase “Claude-shaped science” and immediately pictured a laboratory being remodeled around a chatbot’s preferences. The benches would be rearranged, the microscopes would receive ...

I thought we were building better software. Apparently, somewhere between autocomplete and artificial general intelligence, Silicon Valley decided it needed to reinvent theology. That is roughly where ...

I woke up today not knowing the precise condition of Will Arnett’s romantic life, and somehow I managed to make coffee, check my phone, and function as a contributing member of society. Then the ...

For a long time, the geography of LGBTQ America seemed almost preprinted. You could practically buy the map at the airport gift shop. San Francisco. New York. Los Angeles. Palm Springs. Provincetown.

I have always assumed that when I send money to the federal government, it disappears into the vast digestive system of American bureaucracy, where it is eventually transformed into aircraft carriers, ...