“I started evangelizing to friends and family; no one found it nearly as interesting. So I’d sit at work with 33 or 27 or 52 strangers, and we’d watch in silence as the mail was delivered, or a bird landed on a signpost, or the residual morning dew evaporated as the sun rose and filled the driveway.” Bradford Pearson goes searching for Mr. Grass to answer the question: Why are thousands of people watching this man’s grass grow?

+ 2 elevators and 500 tons of luggage. When you’re the Saudi King, that’s how you roll.

+ I’m a vegetarian, and in the spirit of full disclosure, I didn’t read past the headline of this one: Subway chicken in Canada was part meat, part something else, according to DNA analysis.