Miley. Sigh.
I don’t want to write this post. How many times must we talk about Miley Cyrus’ latest indiscretion? When does this tripe stop qualifying as
I don’t want to write this post. How many times must we talk about Miley Cyrus’ latest indiscretion? When does this tripe stop qualifying as
Last weekend I attended our church’s annual Christmas extravaganza. There was a bit of everything, from Handel to jazz, Michael W. Smith to Wagner (if
Last fall, I scribbled a quick blog concerning an atheist advertising campaign in the New York City subway system that raised questions about belief in
Ah, the DSM. Or, for the less initiated, the Diagnostic and Statistical Manual, otherwise known as the psychiatrist’s bible of mental disorders. It sat on
It was just a shopping bag from Neiman Marcus! A big sack that was tattered at its corners and sprawled inconveniently across the kitchen counter.
Thanksgiving is one of my favorite holidays—a time filled with family, food and (of course) football. It’s a time of reflection and, well, thanksgiving, as
We Americans love our hot dogs. We love our apple pie. We love our baseball. And we especially love our murder mysteries. I was thinking
I saw an article on usatoday.com splashing the news that Disney teen star Demi Lovato left her tour with the Jonas Brothers to check herself
I’ve been in mourning the last couple of days. I’ve hung my 3-D glasses at half staff and considered wrapping my cubicle in black creché.
Forty years ago, author Alvin Toffler looked at his world and made some striking societal forecasts about the future in a book called Future Shock.
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