OK, was everything really brown then? Like it is right here? I don't remember it being brown, but then, I was sitting in the middle of ...

In case you've been wondering where I've been over the past few days (for I am sure my hordes of readers will be worried about me), ...

Sometimes I'm like, I mean. I'm like, and he's like, and I'm. An icon, I mean. Iconic. There. Now that I've got( ten ) t...

From way back in the memory junk drawer, I recently retrieved an image (or a song, or whatever-it-was) of Martin Short playing the bizarre J...

Eye on the target and wham, One shot, one gun-shot, and BAM - Hm. Well, it isn't Mr. Arnstein I'm after, but something infinitely m...

Hello, boys 'n girls. I have a treat for you today. Here they are, the feet that everyone dreams of. This is what Cinderella's feet ...

I looked it up in Wikipedia, that unassailable source of truth, and it said something like "to bring together, mold or fuse." Th...

So what's the connection between the image on the left, a coiled spring, an insufferable racket, and bad popcorn? I'll tell you. Whe...

Wouldn't it be nice if we were older Then we wouldn't have to wait so long And wouldn't it be nice to live together In the kind ...

OK, it was something like this. But really, not even close. It was like something out of a Popeye cartoon of the '40s, the really old on...

Every time I do this, I have good intent -(bangbangbang - oops, that's the guys putting in the new windows, just ig bangbangbang nore t...

Sometimes I think the human race gets together to have huge meetings (excluding me, of course - I'm either late or don't know where ...

This blog was originally going to be about the Writer's Life, until I realized there were already approximately one billion blogs called...

God, it's Monday again - hardly seems possible after the social whirl of the weekend. Oh all right, I went to one party. But it was a h...