I hadn’t even barely swallowed my last Christmas cookie or recovered from my New Year’s hangover and they appeared like Montezuma’s revenge. Thin, leering spokespeople from Waist Watchers, Seattle Glutton, LA Flab Loss and No Pain No Gain Systems emerged from out of now here like … [Read more...]

Back in my college days, I dated an optometry student for a short period. I don't remember a whole lot about him, other than he loved to interpret Beatle songs and check my eyes. That's all we ever did. I would meet him at the Optometry School and we would escape to an … [Read more...]

New Year’s Resolutions are awful. They basically set you up for failure. I remember my parents ‘giving up smoking’ every January 1. After about three days, the six of us kids would literally be begging to walk down to the corner store to buy their nicotine-starved cranky selves … [Read more...]

Baby Boomers grew up with one mission: We would NEVER dance like our old fogey parents. This explains the Frug and the Boogaloo. Turns out the joke’s on us. Ballroom dancing is back from the grave like the B-movie zombies who refuse to die. Every week on TV, couples in … [Read more...]