Domestic Affairs · By Design
The corner that pops off at 3 a.m. is not a tucking failure. It is a sizing standard that quietly stopped matching the mattress it is sold to cover.
By Hollis Carver
Domestic Affairs
The low-battery chirp at three in the morning is not coincidence and not malice. It is physics: a marginal battery, a falling temperature, and a threshold crossed while you sleep.
By M. Plumb
The Parlour
Fifty-four filings from the cinema, the shelf, the stage and the schedules, on what to do when something has moved in that was not on the lease, and whom to call.
By Casimir Vane
From the Editor's Desk
Every other problem in the house yields to owning less. One does not. We checked it against the definition of Hell and regret the match.
By The Editor
Domestic Affairs
The pre-rinse feels diligent and is counter-productive. Modern detergent is built to attack food residue. Remove the residue and you remove its target.
By Vera Stipple
Domestic Affairs
The musty note in the bathroom is not a nuisance to mask. It is an early-warning chemical signal, and your nose is absurdly good at reading it.
By Vera Stipple
Domestic Affairs
Portland General Electric's residential customers used 20% less electricity in 2024 than in 2000 and paid 141% more for it. The appliances worked. The savings were collected by the unit price.
By Hollis Carver
Diversions · Puzzle of the Day
Every letter in the grid belongs to a word. There is no filler, in any direction. You may circle the entire thing.
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The Sections
What the household owns, cleans, stocks, repairs, and shares its premises with.
Food, cooking, and provisioning meals that continue tomorrow.
What the household reads and watches, listed rather than reviewed, and kept here all year: the registers, the tens and the family files.
The puzzles page, and the strip. Sincerely presented. Quietly impossible.
Notes on the edition, and notices from the paper.
