Suck it up: Technology is here, like it or not
Generally, I shun technology. Fear it, even. I am still using a circa 1997 computer because, quite frankly, I'm scared to death of having to approach some 17-year-old employee at the equivalent of a "Techno Toys "R" Us" and showcase my pathetic ignorance.
Burning up: Anger and exercise
Up to now, I have resisted physical activity in the form of "working out" the way fish, say, resist learning to ride a bicycle.
A new year to come undone
It's that time again. Time for the annual "How I shall completely revamp my life in the New Year" passel of lies we all pass off as "resolutions.
Zip my lips, zip my lips, zip them all the way
You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you and, more horrifyingly, found underneath your Christmas tree.
In the spirit of believing
It has come to my attention that parents, particularly at this time of year, spend a lot of time worrying themselves silly over one thing and one thing only, a concern so deep it literally wakes them from a sound sleep, apoplectic over some concern relating to: Santa.
Quality assurance in a husband
A Romanian tried to lodge a complaint with consumer protection officials after his girlfriend refused to marry him.
Doing time in tiny chairs
Few things strike greater fear in the parental heart than these: parent-teacher conferences. Highly educated adults, captains of industry, even veterans of foreign wars can be reduced to puddles of insecurity at the very prospect of conferring with their child's teacher.
Fungal cream? Makes a great gift!
For years, the great philosophers of the world have told us people can be divided into two basic groups: the Day After Thanksgiving Shoppers and rational human beings.
My pilgrim progress, or not so much
I have nothing against Thanksgiving. Really. Any holiday that has pie as its main export is all right with me.
Superhero’s mom has hands of steel
From the moment I held my firstborn son in my arms, I realized, almost instantaneously, that this wild, wonderful, unpredictably joyous journey I had only just begun would, in the blink of a moment, lead to my own planned obsolescence.
