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...have donated $100 million over the past four years. And the ragged economy may be accelerating the trend. In Cadillac, Mich., Laurie Melstrom formed a giving circle in early October--just as the stock market was swooning. "This economic downturn has a lot of people breaking out into a sweat," says the 54-year-old homemaker. "Yet everyone said, 'Count me in.'" Individually, the group's 10 or 12 prospective members can't make much difference, but together, she says, "we'll be able to make the kind of donation that our small charities are really going to need...
Today I was almost late for my midterm and “what to wear” was unfortunately the last thing on my mind. I rolled out of bed, threw on an oversized hoody and some stretchy leggings (to avoid a full-blown sweat suit) and set off. But, not to fear, fellow fashionistas. While my apparel choices may not have been at the top of the style charts, what I chose to put on my feet saved me from a fashion faux...
...targeted marketing can take on ridiculous dimensions - Nice On, for example, is an energy drink that's supposedly just for golfers. Then there's Man Fragrance gum, which purports to release beads of rose and menthol essence through human pores so the chewer can change the smell of sweat. (The gum might make a nice chaser to Kirin's recent hit, Fire Menthol Coffee...
...luring in customers quickly to spend money - before they're tapped out or the markdowns get any steeper. Black Friday, the Friday after Thanksgiving, is the traditional kick-off of the holiday shopping frenzy, and it will still be the biggest sales generator of the season. But don't sweat it if you can't shop that day. "We will start to get Black Friday level deals every week," says Brad Olson, owner of GottaDeal.com, an online bargain site...
...chambers, she sang bits and snippets of an old Shropshire tune. “Hey nonny, hey nonny...In the spring time, the only pretty ring time...” Distracted as she was, she forgot to knock, and thus did she intrude on the following scene: Frederick, sweat shining weakly on his pale, mottled torso, was sprawled across a chaise lounge. He was on the verge of tears, or maybe he had just finished crying. He was not alone. Frederick’s head lay in the lap of a man who, while he was not truly shirtless, could...