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...going to Disney World, all of New England had said as one: ?If Tom?s going, I am too!? Observed and overheard exiting one attraction was a big guy, serious gut situation covered by his blue Pats jersey, all but shouting into his cell-phone, ?Jeezus, I tell ya, sweah ta Gahd, halfa Bahsten?s down heayah...
...Luci?s question was equally rhetorical to my three; when she asks a thing like ?What d?ya think about going to Disney?? it is already asked and answered. And so, on Saturday last, K.T. of the local cab service drove up our driveway in his Suburban and we loaded in our team. Caroline, six, and Jack and Mary Grace, three apiece, were electric with anticipation. Lucille, age withheld, and our nanny Wendy, eternally youthful, were happy if anxious. I, a newly minted AARP member - hey, I?m not proud; it saved me a c-note on my Orlando minivan...
...course, Bridget Jones isn't the only flavor of chick lit around. Though it's non-fiction, Harry Stein's The Girl Watchers Club (HarperCollins; 315 pages) takes its cues from Amy Tan's The Joy Luck Club and Rebecca Wells' Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood: it celebrates the folksy wisdom of an older generation of men. The Girl Watchers Club is an informal cabal of men in their 70s and 80s who meet once a week to prowl yard sales and grouse about things "these days." These are men who grew up in the Depression and came...
...living and the kids who gather eggs or simply kick up infected dust in their villages. "If I had known about the bird flu," says Roongroj Boontang, the uncle who allowed Kaptan Boonmanuj to play with his fighting roosters, "my nephew would still be alive." --Reported by Andrew Perrin/Ben Ya Pad, Karl Taro Greenfeld and Bryan Walsh/Hong Kong and David Bjerklie/New York
Friday, 6:45 pm: I arrive at Lavietes Pavilion to hear Outkast’s “Hey Ya!” blasting out the vents at the top of the arena. As I enter the building, I stop off in the press room for game notes and a Diet Coke...