So there's a tornado watch/thunderstorm warning here in the Detroit area. Which normally means nothing to me. But with Klaus out of town -- he flew out at 7 tonight, hopefully successfully, I can't help but get a little weirded out by the non-stop rattling of our...

I could go on and on about the virtues of frozen yogurt. It's not as heavy or sweet as ice cream (in a good way), doesn't have all that evil lactose, is low in fat and calories and tastes so darn good. But I won't. Instead I'd like to focus on this question: Why do...