In the sequence of Russell’s Cavalcade of Idiotic, Failed Romances, he occupies the second spot. (Let me stop right there and reassure readers who are chary of reading about my doomed relationships that I would rather superglue live cockroaches to… Continue Reading
Oh, Golden Globes. There’s something so endearing about your goofball fun. It’s enjoyable to watch famous people schmoozing in a way that they don’t at the more prestigious awards. The speeches tend to be looser and more irreverent. (Someone let… Continue Reading
Oh, goodie. Goodie, goodie gumdrops. Oscar nominations are out. Just for giggles, I thought I’d see if I could guess this year’s winners cold. By that, I mean before any of the Big Predictor Preliminary Awards have been doled out.… Continue Reading
Parents, this one’s for you. Prudie has a letter in today’s column: Fifteen years ago, I was new in town and looking for a children’s dentist, and chose the one named “Best of …” in the local paper. When I… Continue Reading
Not so long ago I expressed weary indifference to frmr. Sen Chuck Hagel’s anti-gay comments from 1998: Then-Senator Hagel’s views at the time of the statement are 100% totally irrelevant now. DADT is toast. President Obama would be his boss,… Continue Reading
A few weeks ago, I went to pick up The Critter at preschool. Since all the parents descend on the school at the same time to pick up their kids, parking spaces are at a premium. I was delighted to… Continue Reading
The Better Half and I received a great many video entertainments for Christmas this year. (We also gave a lot of them to The Critter, which is essentially the same as buying them for ourselves.) Since we are the parents… Continue Reading
Note: This post is part of our League Symposium on Guns In America. You can read the introductory post for the Symposium here. To see a list of all posts in the Symposium so far, click here. The right turn was the… Continue Reading
I have never striven to be one of those parents. You know the ones I mean. The ones who would rather commit seppuku than allow their children to consume high fructose corn syrup. Whose children will only set foot in… Continue Reading
… an infant daughter sick with RSV. Yes, gentle readers, it was a more eventful Yule than the Better Half and I were hoping for. The Squirrel woke at 3 AM on Christmas Day for a feeding, which is not… Continue Reading