Yawn-inducingly sassy articles like this one (Imagined editor convo: Ohmigod, overweight/powerful/vapid/rich women can be sexy whores? That's almost too counter-intuitive! Stay on this one!) are the reason why I believe subscriptions to the New York Times should come bundled with prescriptions for Modafinil. A much more intriguing piece would be one on La Vida Cupcake, doncha think?