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...secrets a lot of us are too ashamed to admit is that actually it's nicer round the house when the kids are sick. They're a little dopey and tired. They want more hugs. They go to bed early and nap lots. You can get stuff done. If you could stop worrying for a second, it's almost like a vacation...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: When Whooping Cough Attacks | 2/13/2002 | See Source »

...that has become a Taipei institution serving shaved ice covered in fruit and cream. Because the line curls around the corner, Xiao Gugu has us hover over a table while she queues up to get the special of the day: flaming red strawberries sliced over thick cream on a bed of finely ground ice. A simple delight no one should miss...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Weekend Wanderings: Get Away To Taipei | 2/11/2002 | See Source »

...chemistry set. Here are pieces from the studios of the great and the less-great who splashed the lurid colors of the Fauve (Wild Beast) school onto the reality they lived. André Derain's scarlet-haired Woman in a Chemise of 1906 gazes up from a rumpled bed, while Auguste Chabaud's deserted Hotel Corridor of 1907-8 reveals only a suggestive line of light under a door...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: City Lights | 2/11/2002 | See Source »

...like I said, it’s in the interest of national security and I respect that. I’ve been a bed-wetting liberal for most of my life (a short visit to the hypnotist at age 17 cured that problem) and just a regular liberal for three years, and I’m perfectly fine with the racial profiling that occurs at airports. The conservatives among you might be inclined to jump up and cry “Hypocrite! How can you support racial profiling in one circumstance but be vehemently against it in another...

Author: By Vali D. Chandrasekaran, CRIMSON STAFF WRITER | Title: {untitled} | 2/7/2002 | See Source »

...wrote, "A longing to wander tears my heart when I hear trees rustling in the wind at evening." What does my father think of when he looks out at the oak trees? Does he dream? Feel old longings stir somewhere in him? There are pictures of horses around his bed. Does he fall asleep and dream about riding? I'll never know...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: What We'll Do For Dad On His 91st Birthday | 2/4/2002 | See Source »

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