I’m a sucker for any kid selling anything. Probably because I remember going door-to-door as a kid for the Cub Scouts, my school, my sports team, or whatever other fundraisers […]
Hey everyone… I know I haven’t blogged in a while. Sorry about that if you’ve been checking in. It’s October and I’m like a tax accountant in April. I wanted to
Dear Pampers: I took physics in high school, I’ve read up on it since, and I believe I have a better-than-average understanding of the subject. I understand displacement and I
Two things happened recently that have caused me to revisit “Prophet” Reverend Peter Popoff of The People United for Christ, Incorporated. First, I’ve received a number of comments and emails
When I was a wee lad of about ten years old, Sunday nights meant one thing… duct tape. I was sent to bed too early, of course. We all were
“All the world’s a stage, And all the men and women merely players: They have their exits and their entrances,” so wrote Shakespeare. So true. Some people seem to be
A few weeks ago I was on The Maury Show during a segment called “Ghosts Caught on Tape.” One of the segments shown was the ghost of Puckett’s Garage in
In January of this year psychic Sylvia Browne was busted in another blunder. Now I have no idea whether Sylvia Browne has a psychic gift, used to have one, or
I’m a regular guy — I like my beer cold and my pizza hot. And if left to my own devices, my wardrobe would consist only of ripped jeans and
“It’s just a game…” That’s what I keep telling myself. Last night the Patriots lost to the Indianapolis Colts in a nail-biter of an AFC Championship football game. The first
