Even though Winter Carnival is in full swing, I wrote this before the coronation, when I had no idea who our king and queen would be. But guess what? If I were writing this as the coronation began, I’d STILL have no idea. And I’m a Winter Carnival Committee member no less! The kings and ...

As far as I can figure, there aren’t a lot of advantages to old age. Yeah sure, it’s better than dying young, but still not the Golden Years Paradise I was told to look forward to. I guess everything comes with a price, and achieving Old Fart-hood is no exception. Take senior discounts. ...

If you talk to anyone who grew up here in the ‘50s and ‘60s, there are two things they’ll all agree on. One is we had great childhoods, though maybe not in material terms. Salaries were hardly sultanic and we didn’t have all the bling and options of city and suburban kids. For ...

Last week’s column was a basic introduction to the fine art of thrift shopping. If there were a college major called Don’t Be A Moron Shopper, that column would’ve been a course labeled, Thrift Shops 101. Continuing in the same vein, this column is Thrift Shops 303, since it goes into my ...

I’ve always enjoyed studying logic as a game of sorts. Proof that I’ve never been serious about it is how I’ve lived my life. It’s like me and sea stories: From an early age, I’ve loved reading about ships on the bounding main ... but not enough to want to actually BE on one. If ...

For me, the week before Xmas should’ve been dubbed, Days of Murphy’s Law. Nothing big went wrong. My friends, fam, pets and I were all in fine fettle. None of my precious antiques were stolen or destroyed (mostly because I have none). My Home Town was spared riots, plagues and ...