To the question I posed yesterday—Is It EVER Okay to Be Facebook Friends With an Ex?—I caught a flurry of protestations for answering an unqualified “no.” In general, the arguments proffered by those claiming that it is okay for a husband or wife to maintain, via Facebook, actively open lines of communication with one or more of their exes boiled down to that being the more mature, more emotionally sophisticated way of handling such a concern. (more…) Read more
Goose, gander, etc. Read more
Really, I think we should all take anything anyone says about religion with a knypie salt vat. Read more
Yesterday I wrote that I fail to understand how any Christian could not welcome R. Crumb’s Monumental “History of Genesis Illustrated.” Naturally enough, a Christian or three wrote to tell me how. So I thought I’d present the Christian arguments against the book of which I’ve been made aware—and then (in order to save time and space) respond to them between brackets, in lovely, easy-to-read blue. First off, in an article from The UK’s Daily Telegraph, we have this quote... Read more
I fail to see how any Christian could not welcome R. Crumb's monumental "Book of Genesis Illustrated." Read more
(This is a continuation of my recent posts about my wife Catherine, who last week underwent a surgery for which she spent three days and two nights hospitalized. Now she’s home for two weeks healing.) Cat’s fine. And she doesn‘t have a torn retina. But on Sunday morning, pale and soaked, she told me she’d just spent the worst night of her life. Her life! (more…) Read more
How does Tony and Antonia Bennett's duet on "A Swingin' Christmas" not sound like an ode to incest? Read more
What a joy it can be, when the angels play their trumpets in the key of Major Gas. Read more
1. The Pilgrims were: a. an exceptionally boring rock band from Kidneypool, England. b. a sure way to kill any party. c. the least fashionable sailors ever. d. Christians who fled England in rebellion against Henry VIII’s forbidding of pew cushions. 2. The first thing Indians thought upon meeting the Pilgrims was: a. “Why are these people the color of our gums?” b. “Sun. Black clothes. Cool! Human popovers!” c. “Okay, these guys are turkeys.” d. “Bummer. There goes the neighborhood.” 3.... Read more
(Update: 3:30 p.m. PST, 11/25/09. Cat won’t be going home tonight; we’ll be staying another night here at Club Med. She’s fine; she’s just not recovered enough to leave. So tomorrow’s a Thanksgiving we won’t forget!) (This post is a continuation of my last four or five posts.) Why won’t the nurses who are taking care of my wife give me drugs, too? For her they’re concocting Morphine Delight milkshakes, and filling her with Percocets like she’s Nummo, the Pain-Killing... Read more
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