Conan O'Brien said goodbye to New York and NBC's "Late Night" by passing out shards of his stage, enjoying one last rub from Will Ferrell and promising fans he wouldn't grow up for an earlier time slot. ...more

February 22, 2009

A toilet that was the victim of an accidental gunshot was remembered fondly during a memorial ceremony. ...more

February 2, 2009

My son and I traipsed around our property and several adjacent woodlots before settling on our "recession tree." This Christmas the pickings were slim. A man just up the road was selling the fuller-figured, domesticated variety for $25, and he probably would have given us the neighborhood discount. But I lost my day job early in the fall. ...more

December 25, 2008

As she surveyed the remains of the mailbox strewn across the lawn, one thing came to Doris Burr's mind: "Not again." ...more

November 25, 2008

It started when Greg Berg was trying to identify an aviator whose remains were discovered in Laos. ...more

November 17, 2008

Australian and American investigators on Saturday were exploring the possibility that either an explosion in the cargo hold - possibly by oxygen canisters - or metal fatigue caused the fuselage of a Qantas Airlines passenger jet to burst open in flight, forcing an emergency landing. ...more

July 27, 2008

Ten puppies were taken during a burglary of a Tampa business this morning, authorities say. ...more

June 30, 2008

Look, I'll be the first to admit that I would rather shove shards of broken glass up my nose than go hunting, which has to be one of the most stultifying activities known to man, with the possible exception of watching the Home Shopping Network hawking spatulas. ...more

February 12, 2008

Look, I'll be the first to admit that I would rather shove shards of broken glass up my nose than go hunting, which has to be one of the most stultifying activities known to man, with the possible exception of watching the Home Shopping Network hawking spatulas. ...more

February 12, 2008

In 1974, I wanted to be Evel Knievel. That meant that when I wasn't throwing a Wiffle Ball, walking a Slinky down the stairs or hooking plastic primates together in my Barrel of Monkeys game. I loved the thrill of playing with dangerous toys. If you grew up in the 1970s or earlier, you probably wonder how you survived your childhood too. ...more

September 2, 2007