Fables of the Deconstruction
When I was in college, I was introduced to a theory that the early success of the Beatles was due, in no small part, to the fact that their songs were loaded with pronouns.
If you ever commit a serious crime, one that you perpetrate with others, if you are caught and urged to rat out your friends, remember this: He who makes the first deal gets the best deal.
I went on a day hike once in New Mexico with my older brother and sister. It was a pretty day, and the terrain, to a kid who had never been west of St. Louis, was otherworldly.
“OK Punky, it’s time!” I kneel down beside my 4-year-old daughter, who is freshly scrubbed, beribboned and dressed in her holiday best.
In one of the better late-era episodes of “Seinfeld,” George Costanza, in a fit of pity, delivers a chair to the always-standing security guard at the Manhattan clothier owned by his we
Here’s the deal: Your economy is collapsing, more people than at any time in recent memory are without jobs, you have no money, you are trapped in your job out of so
“A girl starts walkin’, guys start gawkin’, sits down next to you and starts talkin’!” I’m rapping into a microphone before an audience consisting of my pa
Summary of My Discontent
Day one: I finally found a Wii Fit online and snapped it up. It should be here in a couple of days.
Yep, I’m Gay
Act I: “Gay day is finally here”
Dec. 10, which could be today, is national “Day Without a Gay” day.