I’m not gonna lie, I’m pretty bummed about Alex Trebek having stage 4 pancreatic cancer. And Luke Perry dying of a massive stroke. You know the drill – we all have stories of loved ones and stuff. Besides, the older you get the more that sort of thing affects you.[…] Read On
In these enlightened times (note the italics) it’s remarkably strange how superstitious we are. I’m no history prof but I’m pretty sure we’d give medieval times a run for their money. How are bloodletting leaches any crazier than colon cleanses? I mean, have you heard what people shove up their[…] Read On
As a boy growing up in Brooklyn my dad would take me into the city with him to run errands. Every three weeks like clockwork we’d get up early Saturday morning, hop on the F-Train and head for downtown Manhattan. That’s where my folks grew up, where we used to[…] Read On
If you’ve been hanging around here for a while you know I’m that rare combination of obsessive compulsive and addictive personality. In other words, I easily develop bad habits that are nearly impossible to break. I’ve probably had just about every bad habit you can think of and some you[…] Read On
I am devoid of thought. Feelings, I’ve got none. It’s the rain. It makes me feel dead inside. Guess I’m one of those people who could never live in Seattle. Actually that’s a myth. The average annual rainfall in Seattle is 37 1/2 inches. Here in the Bay Area’s Santa[…] Read On
As most of you are sick of hearing by now, I’m not a fan of New Year’s resolutions. They’re dumb. Resolutions are supposed to be firm decisions and, as everyone knows, resolving to lose weight next year is about as firm as cellulite. Aspirations on the other hand are a[…] Read On
People have a funny way of looking back at bad stuff with rose colored glasses. Not me. One thing – and only one thing – comes to mind when I look back at 2018. It was a real bummer. Two surgeries. Stock market collapse. #MeToo mania. Trump derangement syndrome. Kim’s[…] Read On