Every so often, I ride the train to work with my friend Randi. I met Randi when our kids went to nursery school together, so I have known...

Am I about to write a review of a movie that's forty-three years old? Um, possibly. When I was thirteen, I used to go to the movi...

It was a typical Saturday night, but it turned out to be anything but typical. I picked my son up around 5 o'clock, just after h...

Two years ago, I wrote a lengthy blog entry about a bad experience at a local Ruby Tuesday restaurant. I carefully described the entire e...

Starting from the day after the first time I ever shaved, I had a mustache. I remember gliding my father's electric razor around the ...

It almost happened, but luckily, it didn't. Last week, I had long-standing plans to go to a concert with my son — something I do ...

For however long I have maintained a Facebook presence, I have posted the death anniversaries of notable (and not so notable) people o...