All’s a flutter at my son’s school. Teachers and students are scurrying around like plywood store customers before a hurricane. It’s time for the Annual Science UnFair. Educational authorities across this planet will tell your child that a Science UnFair project is judged on the … [Read more...]

After a protracted absence, spontaneous human combustion has returned to the headlines. Until recently, the last genuine report of anyone inexplicably bursting into flames was in 1952, when firefighters discovered Mrs. Dora Fleming -- or at least a pile of her smoldering ashes, … [Read more...]

Recently I’ve been caught up in the organizing frenzy that seems to be sweeping the country. Suddenly, it’s chic to be anal-retentive. Now, you have to understand I’m a life-long packrat. To me, being organized means having a clear pathway to the front door, so naturally I’m … [Read more...]

I’m not writing a column today. My head’s in a vice and someone installed wall-to-wall carpeting on my tongue. My eyes resemble those of the dead fish in my kids’ aquarium (Don’t worry boys, Mr. Fish Sticks is just taking a very long nap). My bones crackle when I move and my … [Read more...]

My son recently turned 13, and the last traces of that sweet little boy who thought I hung the moon seem to have vanished. In his place is a strange, slouching creature with a pencil-thin mustache and adolescent angst oozing from every pore. This extraterrestrial I once called … [Read more...]