February 27, 2025

I have suffered from insomnia since I was a kid. I used to joke that my memoir should be titled, “Enemy of Sleep.” However, I have been …

February 24, 2025

Where do you stand on singing along? This is an important question at the moment (the moment I am typing this, that is) because people have been…

February 24, 2025

Those who complain about Indiana winters should know that I grew up in Buffalo, NY, and, boy, do I have stories. When she first smelled winter…

July 25, 2024

When I was a kid, I was obsessed with movies and movie reviewers. I watched Siskel & Ebert on PBS and read the work of critic Jeff…

June 4, 2024

When you’re a child, your summer is filled with activities that are a pure expression of your joy to be alive. When you’re an adult, your summer is…

January 30, 2024

I am reading Jennifer McCartney’s book, “The Joy of Leaving Your (Expletive) All Over the Place: The Art of Being Messy.” It is a humor book, as McCartney…

January 30, 2024

January sucks. Not the January issue of the magazine, which is excellent. But the month itself. And it is not even January’s fault. Toward the end of December, you…

August 22, 2023

After a month on a diet and fitness regimen that had always worked for me in the past, I was weighed at the doctor’s office. I’d gained weight. I had also…

January 23, 2023

I get the winter blues. Aka, Seasonal Affective Disorder. Aka, the Siberian Snippernips, Aka, the Hyperboreal Hooblats. Aka, the Antarctic Scrattles. Those last three…

November 2, 2022

“I may not know art, but I know what I like.” For most of my life, this idiom didn’t bother me at all. I assumed that I agreed with…