Arts & Culture

Indy’s personal-finance guru on his new book series, his writing soundtrack, and why he’s called a chintzy tooth fairy.

“Only this kind of coverage could have brought the faces and missions of the movement to millions of otherwise-indifferent white dinner tables.”

Josh Kaufman and Valerie Rockey and John Green, oh my!

Larry Legend loves opera? There’s a twist as unexpected as the one in Oedipus Rex. “Why not support the arts?” Bird says. “It’s important for the city and everyone who lives here.”

When Prohibition ended, the boozy, bawdy days of the Indianapolis Press Club began. Patrons favored a martini “so potent that on the third sip” their tongues would be “paralyzed,” according to one account.

Add in the din of people clacking away on computer keyboards and chatting on their cell phones, and one starts to see why libraries are as noisy as a 5-year-old’s birthday party.

As a young artist in New York, O’Keeffe learned brushwork from Nineveh native William Merritt Chase, one of the country’s foremost Impressionists.

If you loved The Patio Nightclub, do try The Hi-Fi Murphy Building, this year’s Best of Indy New Concert Venue.

Via @notthatjohnking: “Attention All Local Business Owners: You do not have to put your kid in your TV commercial.”

The Marian Knights seek a NAIA football championship. Meanwhile, Dan Dakich and Pat McAfee gets into a Twitter dust-up.

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Mick Jagger dined by himself in the restaurant. “Is [Indy] really just surrounded by cornfields?” he asked some patrons. “Are you really just pioneers?”

Eventually, The Nameless Town-ians met at a log church on Christmas Eve of 1852 to pick a moniker.

“I’d love to see Sofia Vergara in one,” he says. “She’s Colombian, and we like to stick together.”

If the piano popster himself looks dashing in the snow, his songs sound it.