1968 was a year desperately in need of a Merry Christmas. The year had seen student protests worldwide, the Tet Offensive in the Vietnam War,… Continue reading
I’m a big fan of comfort foods, but a recent headline made me feel decidedly uncomfortable. “Tuna seeks return to salad days,” blared the Wall… Continue reading
Does your workplace have a tradition of employees giving a Christmas gift (er, holiday gift … um, scrupulously secular seasonal transfer of goods) to the… Continue reading
When I was a tyke, I always freaked out over the possible presence of “cat hairs and goims.” (Why a Tennessee farmboy pronounced “germs” like… Continue reading
When I was a preschooler, one of my favorite Saturday morning TV programs was “Fireball XL5,” which followed the missions of spaceship Fireball XL5, commanded… Continue reading
My lunch got off to a bad start on November 12 because of the news bulletin that rattled my phone. “Marvel Comics legend Stan Lee… Continue reading
Did you realize that November 24 marks the 100th birthday of the venerable (and still-published) comic strip “Gasoline Alley”? Besides presenting wholesome depictions of small-town… Continue reading
Computer crashes, power outages, Y2K, prostate surgery, parenting crises … I laugh in your faces! Despite these obstacles, I have now reached the milestone of… Continue reading
My son Gideon will not be trick-or-treating this year. It’s not because of any fear of ghosties and ghoulies, mind you. We decided last year… Continue reading
As I type these words, my wife is eagerly anticipating the annual Ladies Day at the country church we’ve been members of for the entirety… Continue reading
Maybe I shouldn’t share something so personal with the world, but…my love affair with books continues unabated. I’ve just finished Willie Nelson’s autobiography (“It’s A… Continue reading
I’m not a doctor. I don’t even play one in newspapers. (So, relax, Rex Morgan, M.D. But look out, big-nosed kid who likes to fly… Continue reading
The imperishable words “Hulk smash!” aren’t just for green super-heroes anymore. According to the Wall Street Journal, entrepreneurs in New York City have launched competing… Continue reading
“Stubble” is my middle name. No, not really. But I do find myself occupying that No Man’s Land…er, LOTS of Men’s Land… of not wanting… Continue reading
As a college freshman in the fall of 1978, I spent countless evenings camped near the TV in the dorm lobby. And why not? Three… Continue reading
Call me a nuanced curmudgeon. I’m not so bothered by the AMOUNT of time that teenagers spend with the internet and/or digital devices as by… Continue reading
Like many kids, I had a dalliance with washable temporary tattoos. As a teen, I tried (unsuccessfully) to market a comic strip about a tattoo… Continue reading
