Where do you fall on the sports fan spectrum?
I’m guessing my brother-in-law was underwhelmed by the recent earth-shattering announcement from ESPN, Fox and Warner Bros. Discovery.
I’m guessing my brother-in-law was underwhelmed by the recent earth-shattering announcement from ESPN, Fox and Warner Bros. Discovery.
Now that my age has surpassed the mid-century mark and I’m more ancient than virtually all professional athletes, everyone in my department at work, and even my pastor at church, I’ve noticed that the old memory is not what it used to . . . .
Mardi Gras in 1942 was a pretty bleak affair. Bombs raining on Pearl Harbor had forced a once-reluctant United States into World War II just months before.
What an amazing coincidence!
Two days after Apple released its much-ballyhooed Vision Pro contraption, Joni Mitchell gave her first Grammy Awards performance.
When you poke a hornet’s nest, you expect to get stung.
If that hornet’s nest is filled with young girls in spangles and tutus — and their doting parents — you can expect to get skewered.
Alright all you Swifties. I have some bad news for you. When you go to the polls to vote for president on election day, no Taylor Swift hats or shirts will be allowed.
Argentine President Javier Milei recently delivered an historic warning to the global elite attending the World Economic Forum in Davos, Switzerland, regarding their efforts to drag the entire global middle class into serfdom.
While struggling to find a suitable angle for this Valentine’s Day essay, I lucked upon some “Reader’s Digest” clickbait.
It was the talk of the town when the movie star Elissa Landi was spotted in Crowley on Feb. 3. 1936. She was trying to travel incognito and registered at the Egan Hotel as Mrs. Elizabeth Lawrence, That didn’t work.
Schadenfreude is a fabulous word.