Misty!

I have the huge honor–or, rather, my new book does–of being reviewed by ballerina Misty Copeland on the front page of this Sunday’s New York Times Book Review.

[sound of heart and ego exploding]

(Update: And now I’ve had the opportunity to talk to the Book Review’s very funny editor, Pamela Paul, about my book. From the New York Times Book Review podcast.)

 

What Have I Done to Deserve This (from Vanity Fair)?

 

Sweating Out My Worth

The new fitness app Sweatcoin measures your footfalls and then rewards you with the app’s own digital currency (called, no surprise, sweatcoins). Would it be possible to turn sweatcoins into cold, hard cash? I endeavored to find out. My story in this week’s New Yorker.

 

First review of new book is in…

…And it is kind and happy-making.

 

Where “Shake Yoga” Can Take You

Here’s a story I did for the New York Times about a bestselling book in Japan that promises–through the magic of thigh-based jiggling–to have you doing the splits in a month’s time.  The book was written by a yoga teacher in Osaka, Japan who’s been dubbed The Queen of the Splits. (One reader responded on the Times’s website, “Next month in the New York Times: ‘A Sharp Spike in Groin Injuries Seen in Emergency Rooms Across the Country.'”)

 

Naked Dinner (and I do not speak metaphorically)

“Henry,” you’ve probably found yourself thinking, “did you and your boyfriend Greg, on your recent trip to Paris, happen to visit Paris’s first nudist restaurant?” Why, yes, yes we did. (And subsequent thanks to subsequent shoutouts from Boing Boing , editor Sam Sifton and climate change reporter John Schwartz.)

 

Total Recall

For a few years now, I’ve been wishing that acquaintances came with their own “Previously on this series…” trailers. So I was glad to have the chance to read two books about how to ward off dementia, and to test drive them. My story from the New York Times.

 

Getting Shirty with It

I’m honored that a tiny part of the New Yorker’s current “World Changers” issue is devoted to my tangles with the UNTUCKit shirt empire. (I’m not implying that I’m–or that UNTUCKit–is changing the world. I’m merely marveling at the admirable open-mindedness on display when you include a story about shirttail length along with ones about maternal mortality in Sierra Leone and internet celebrities in China.)

 

My Dad, the Car

What if the Artificial Intelligence voice in your car were your father’s–or someone very much like his? My humor piece from this week’s New Yorker.

 

The Bore War

-I recently read seven of the new or newish books about boredom (apparently we are in the midst of a literary “boredom boom”) and was not bored. No, wait. I was a tiny bit bored. Not for long, though. My story from the New York Times.