Category: Humor/Fiction

A surprising number of columnists, this year — including David French, and myself — have written this year about the “immense political gender gap”…

Occasionally, when everyday life becomes too much for me, I seek refuge in online discussions about philosophy…

The next few months were kind of rough, to be honest. The credit card companies still wanted to be paid…

How are non-working men between 25 and 54 spending their time? On average, nearly seven hours each weekday are dedicated to leisure time…

“Even for experienced therapists,” Hlynsson said, “managing romantic transference proved to be a challenge…”

According to the StorageCafe data, two of the top ten cities for WFH (Working From Home) are in Colorado… Neither of them are Pagosa Springs…

I grew up and learned my speech patterns in the Great American West, where there’s hardly anything funner that criticizing East Coast book critics…

Apparently, today is going to be a big day for cheese. Especially, perhaps, for blue cheese….

Unfortunately, I didn’t find out about the NPR “Joy Generator” until last week. Meaning that I could have been a lot happier these past couple of years…

On his way to work, George drops off young Elroy at elementary school, daughter Judy at high school, and wife Jane at the shopping mall…

Your black lab is your finest writing dog. That’s because that’s the dog I own….

I’d like to review another best-selling book that I’ve never read. “Outlive: The Art and Science of Longevity”…

The ’21st Century Peace through Strength Act’ would force the split of the hugely popular app TikTok from its Chinese owner, or else make the app illegal to download…

Paul Simon was only 24 years old when he wrote in the song, ‘Old Friends’…

I’ve been hankering for a reason to blame the ancient Egyptians, and now I have one…

Downtown businesses would prefer to have the highway project magically happen somewhere else. Maybe in Bayfield?

Turns out, Daniel Gabriel Fahrenheit invented the mercury thermometer in 1714. But he kind of screwed things up…

When I was eight, my parents took us to Disneyland in Anaheim, California — where I experienced the thrill of driving my own car on the Autopia freeway…