“The Füde Dinner Experience is hosted by the artist and model Charlie Ann Max. For $88, and after Ms. Max has approved the applications, guests come together to enjoy, according to the website: ‘a liberating space that celebrates our most pure selves, through plant-based cooking, art, nudity, & self-love.’ Put another way: It’s a naked vegan dinner party with a bunch of strangers.” This is the last thing I’d participate in. In my world, we dress for dinner. NYT (Gift Article): Private Dinner Party: Clothing Not Allowed. Seriously, no chance, even though I’d love to attend just long enough to stand and announce, in that Arby’s Ving Rhames voice: “We have the meats!”

+ 33 swimmers in Hawaii accused of ‘pursuing, corralling, and harassing‘ dolphin pod. (This would be a pretty good opening scene for Jaws 5.)