In a fit of artistic expression, Lisa Scott gets in touch with her angry side.
The world is split into the chronically late and the dictatorially time-observant - two personality types destined to fraught coexistence, Lisa Scott writes.
The robots haven't yet taken over, but the heartless seem to be in power, Lisa Scott writes.
Lisa Scott is wearing nothing until she finds out where it came from.
Freedom campers are a blight on our country and a law change is needed, Lisa Scott writes.
There are occasions when dressing up is to everyone's fancy, Lisa Scott discovers.
Life's too short to miss what's on our doorstep, writes Lisa Scott.
Jail time courtesy of United States Homeland Security was not on Otago Daily Times columnist Lisa Scott's radar as she journeyed to the Home of the Free. Regular readers of her column in The Weekend Mix, ''Tales from the Powder Room'', know of the difficulties Lisa and her partner, the economist, have encountered securing a visa for his sabbatical in the US. Well, those inconveniences were nothing compared with the reality of US border security. From the safety of a plane home, Lisa recounts the full story.
Its 1970s hippie culture has faded but Goa is steeped in history. Odt columnist Lisa Scott immerses herself in the former Portuguese territory's sights, sounds and smells in this extract from her new book, Travels with my Economist.
It's not tourist season. The skeleton staff at our accommodation consists of two wide boys, two shy ladies and a baby. Monsoons batter the beach, whipping the sea into a raging, frothing, pounding monster chomping at the sand dunes.
By the time you read this I will be a wiener.
Summer Times asked 12 Otago people to describe the best day of their lives. (To ensure variety, we ruled out the day contributors met their partners, married them, or their children were born.)
Discretion may well be the better part of valour, but Scott women, along with driving and pretending to like people we don't, find it hard to keep a secret.
Despite all the running, the pole dancing and now yoga, I'm too happy to be thin.
When I was growing up, my family never talked about money, religion or politics.
Imagine being an economist is a little bit like being Jack Nicholson in The Shining. Rattling around the Overlook Hotel, writing "all work and no play makes Jack a very dull boy", over and over on the walls. Red rum. Red rum.
This year, my New Year's Resolution was to say Yes - to everything. No matter what the universe sent my way, I'd say "yes" to it. Highlights thus far including playing a corpse, pole dancing, and learning to love the skinny.
Feeling a little overweight? Never fear, you are not alone. Lisa Scott muses on "body dysmorphia" and her "invisible lard overcoat".
Cousin Thorkild hails from Denmark.
Siamese cats have notoriously weak stomachs.