New Monopoly game celebrates innovative women -- and pays them more than men

Rich Uncle Pennybags has willed his empire to his niece, Ms. Monopoly, in Hasbro’s latest iteration of its iconic board game, where women entrepreneurs and inventors are not only celebrated, they are paid more than men.

Slurping, smacking and chatting: Making 'mukbang' eating videos

A couple of nights each week, after her corporate 9-to-5 day ends, Tassie Yang does something very few Minnesotans do: She records herself consuming large amounts of food.

More parents give dietary supplements to kids, but experts warn about their potential danger

A growing number of parents are giving herbal dietary supplements to their children. But most of them aren't designed or marketed for kids.

There is sparring. There are swords. But kendo, at its ancient heart, is a martial art of the mind.

There is no trash-talking in kendo. But there is intimidation — even through the metal grille of the helmet, called a men. The opponent can see the eyes, very well. And body posture establishes a presence.


New iPads make a strong back-to-school appeal, but can't replace laptops

Laptop or iPad? Back-to-school decisions have gotten more complicated since the days I had to choose a Trapper Keeper and No. 2 pencil set. Computers are now the most important classroom tools. But in 2019, what even counts as a computer?

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Control is a space-warping science-fiction game with much to like, but not a lot to love

In New York City, a woman walks into a federal building that goes unnoticed by most passersby on account of its “paranatural” qualities, which make it there and not there. An extraterrestrial voice in her head tells her where to go. She passes through the empty lobby of the Federal Bureau of Control and meets a janitor with a Finnish accent thick enough to make subtitles an appealing option.

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the meat and potatoes of life

When did I become hilarious to my kids?

I was sitting at our kitchen island with a lukewarm cup of coffee, quietly minding my own business. My 19-year-old daughter, Lilly, had just come home from her nearby college classes to grab some lunch, and while she sipped spoonfuls of chicken noodle soup beside me, I reviewed my afternoon to-do list and quietly muttered to myself.