Month: February 2011

I has it.

In the last few years, I’ve become a bit of a cook. I thought I was pretty good beforehand, but

With the advent of on-line media supplanting print media, or so we’re told by mass media, and the coming, if

He swallowed a cough, afraid to break her fragile sleep, though he could hear her snoring sonorously in the bedroom

Wow. That sounds like the title of a best-seller. Actually, there’s a scholarly and somewhat overlooked book called “On Bullsh*t”

During the hotter part of 2010, in my post titled Mystery Solved, Sort Of, I posited a number of earworm-type

Sometimes when we touch, it all becomes too much, or however that insipid big-hair, pastel-jogging-suit, pet-rock, polyester-leg-warmer-era song goes. I