While riding the subway one day, a woman got into the car carrying a 176-count box of Pampers. According to the carton, it was their largest “everday” size. Apparently there exists another, larger “special occasion” box for some sad mother to lug through a retail outlet, then wedge into a car or maneuver onto a [...]
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I feel a little homeless during the holidays, fighting competing urges to be super-festive and to seclude myself at an ashram in India until the Rockefeller Center tree has been taken down. You’ll note that there’s no happy medium between these options. Such is my [...] The Winter holiday season is upon us, the end of yet another year of….whatever it was you did this year. You’re probably headlong into Christmas, Hanukkah, Kwanzaa or Ramadan shopping with last Thursday’s poultry but a distant memory. But I’m prone to reflection and I’d like to shed a little light on the meaning of [...] Oh, there’s no place like home for the holidays, or so the song says. But where is home, exactly? I live with my Aunt E, in what I consider her home. She’s lived in this apartment for about 20 years, in this town for over 40 years, and raised 2 children here. Her church is here, [...] Even at my age, if someone wanted to gather together a group of my peers and engage us in some age-appropriate activities I’d be on it like a Westside whore on a New Jersey [...] Norwegian Sky: Its no Love Boat Any child of the 1970s who has been aboard a cruise will likely have the same reaction. Why isn’t this ship like the one from The Love Boat? And why couldn’t you just skip the Pacific Princess and drive to Puerta Vallarta from LA? That last part is [...] |
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