April Fool’s, my favorite day of the year and the jokes came and went without a nod in my direction. More fool me. This month is so cruel that T.S. Eliot rubs our noses in it as if to activate our allergies. In the first line of “The Wasteland” says it’s the cruelest month. What [...] [...]
Tiger Woods’ thing of late reminds me of the polygamist who lamented that though he had 17 wives he still needed one more to have enough for a golf course. What is that supposed to mean? It’s horrible, offensive, profound and hilarious on multiple levels enough to form a loop you just can’t shake. More [...] [...]
…….. She ain’t no Subway Jared. And that’s probably why I have a crush on her. I might even check out Taco Bell, the environs of which I haven’t visited since other fast food establishments became established between my established residence and the afore established Taco Bell, now firmly reestablished in the gray matter nexus [...] [...]