The 8-year-old Hurricane Boy has been strangely quiet as of late. Of course, that probably means a Category 5 eruption could be around the bend at any moment.
Poor Reese Witherspoon. She spends all her life trying to develop a positive role model and then loses her cool with an Atlanta police officer.
The late great Lewis Grizzard once wrote a book titled “Elvis is Dead and I Don’t Feel So Good Myself.” Well, I don’t feel so great myself, but don’t tell thousands of Elvis impersonators across the country that Elvis is dead. Every town with a population of at least 100,000 has an Elvis impersonator, and they even have a yearly contest to name the best each year.
It never ceases to amaze me the lengths average Americans will go to avoid taking responsibility for their own lives.
If you need any further proof that our society is crumbling at its core, I now read that Sears has decided to discontinue family portraits.
By the time you read this article, one of the great events in America will have begun its annual destruction of egos of the greatest golfers in the world.
I am by all accounts an avid dog lover. I’ve written about dogs, slept with dogs, confessed my soul to dogs, and sworn allegiance to my dog.
It has taken me several weeks to digest the news that Dennis Rodman recently visited the most closed-off nation in the world — North Korea.
The letter was sweet and to the point, as are most letters written to Santa Claus.
I am currently overwhelmed by the need of every business in America to learn every detail about my existence.