Good morning, all—I offer you a rewritten And Another Thing from 1996, a year that resembles this one only in one respect: it, too, was an election year. And as a result, it, too ...
Don and I lack organization skills.
I look at that sentence and feel like laughing and crying at the same time. I mean, we’re both grown up. After all, we’ve had a mor ...
A friend says she hasn’t gone to the library in years. It’s not because she doesn’t read, or doesn’t like books. No, it’s because she deals with ebook ...
I saw her at the gym after my workout. For just a step, just a second, I considered not greeting her. She hadn’t seen me, wouldn’t have missed my hello, would have happ ...
I haven’t written about books since April. Three months! No wonder I’ve felt so itchy and out of sorts. Time to talk about writing and authors and good stories, and the ...
A couple of weeks ago, I wrote about a word I found in Leo Rosten’s The Joys of Yiddish.” One word leaped out at me: mechaieh. Pronounced m’khy-eh, to rhyme with ...
I don’t work downtown anymore, haven’t for over a year. So I don’t spend as much time hanging around as I used to. So I imagine I’m the last person to have ...
I recently poked through my copy of "The Joys of Yiddish," Leo Rosten's mishmash of definitions, stories, jokes, and history – of Yiddish (of course), Hebrew, and the Jews. I ...
The Ninth U.S. Circuit Court of Appeals ruled that Minute Maid can keep labeling one of its beverages “pomegranate blueberry,” even though it's made up almost entirely ...
Something happened when I meandered outside last Wednesday to get my Auburn Journal. I saw the gladiolas blooming. Big deal, you say. They come up every year. That’s what bul ...
