Need some bathtub reading?

I need magazines when I fly. Plural. I normally cave and buy a trashy gossip rag and at least one other magazine that I wouldn't be ashamed to be seen reading. Not including British Glamour, because that's still kind of embarrassing. In Seattle before our flight out to Europe, I bought an issue of GOOD, enticed by the cover article on game theory.

It's terrific - insightful, funny and environmentally-focused, with excellent design that meant it was easy on the eyes! I normally jettison my used magazines in hotels as I travel, but I liked this one so much that I've brought it back. I liked it so much, in fact, that I've just subscribed. When you subscribe 100% of the subscription fee goes to the charity of your choice from a list of great ones. How can they offer such a deal, you might ask? Magazines make money from advertising, not subscriptions (why do you think the phone book is free?). Higher circulation & subscription numbers help magazines sell ad space, so it's win-win.

Speaking of phone books, I read the most disturbing fact today. 10% of landfill waste is phonebooks. Can you believe that? I was so pissed to see phone books on our doorstep when we got back from holidays. We don't even have a house phone!!! Leave us alone with the phonebooks already. I must add emailing a grouchy note to Telus to my list of chores.

Now on the way home from our honeymoon it was a different story. We didn't have time to airport shop (oh, the agony!) and I didn't get a chance to buy more magazines. I gave up on reading the leftover British Glamour and instead suffered through Transformers, Hot Rod and some other equally terrible movie that I can't remember. I didn't realize that movies aimed at teenage boys had gotten so bad!