In June of 1997, a young man sat down at his Macintosh and, for no good reason, wrote a newsletter. A month later he repeated the experiment, and over the next seven years — sometimes steadily, more often sporadically — a dangerous and delicious little rag made its sassy way to a surprising number of readers across the United States.
As life changed, the Egg changed, too, making the leap from desktop publishing to the Internet in the spring of 2005. As an online magazine, The Floating Egg continues to build upon its eccentric tradition: chronically flippant, delighting in the random, yet daring to plunge into topics of occasional seriousness, all with a verve and style that has been by turns antic, self-aggrandizing, verbose, insightful, and always — but always — smart and sassy.
