The Simpsons and me
In 1989, I was eighteen years old. I had just graduated high school and quickly moved out on my own. I lived in a townhouse in Attleboro, Massachusetts, with two…
In 1989, I was eighteen years old. I had just graduated high school and quickly moved out on my own. I lived in a townhouse in Attleboro, Massachusetts, with two…
This product litters the counter of my local 7-11, and it’s always half-empty or better. I don’t get it.
Having just finished reading Under the Dome and Scroogenomics, I’ve decided to treat myself to a re-reading of Peter Benchley’s JAWS, a book I have not read since I was…
What’s better than an independent bookseller singing the praises of your book to the tune of a classic Christmas carol? Not much! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n4n-MI5Lc_E
My wife is Jewish. I am not. I have agreed to raise our daughter in the Jewish tradition, though, for my wife, this tends to lean more on the cultural…
My wife called me at work to tell me that the phone service in our home was out. “The internet and cable?” I asked, panicking inside. A Friday night at…
Just as the Miami Dolphins tied the score, sending their game against Tennessee into overtime (annoying me immensely), my Google Alert pointed me to a delightful post on The Official Gordon…
Nothing against a holiday wreath, but what’s with the disembodied baby’s head? Who thinks this is cute? I had to stare at it throughout breakfast, and it got creepier by…
Praise from Jim Higgins of the Milwaukee-Wisconsin Journal Sentinel, who includes Something Missing in his Ten Books You Will Just Simply Enjoy.
Joe Queenan recently wrote an essay in the Sunday Book Review about how bad book covers can influence his reading choices. I feel his pain. Bad book covers have kept…