Ah, summer. We all know what that means for young children.
“Beer, family gatherings and fireworks! Gosh, I love the Fourth of July!”
I was swapping dad stories with a friend and laughing hard. Then my friend got quiet and said something that hit me hard. “God, I wish my father was still alive.”
Proms sure have gotten expensive these days. Sure, prom spending is down 6 percent over last year, according to a nationwide Visa survey, but the average American household will still spend $919 on the prom this year.
Welcome to class, American millennials. Sit down and take notes — because you are in for a rude awakening.
I handed my debit card to the owner of a barbecue restaurant. He saw my name on the card. “Is your mother’s name Elizabeth?” he asked.
After I read the news report, I popped the wine cork and praised the science gods. Alcohol consumption helps us live longer.
The old grocery store in my neighborhood is closing next month. Boy, does that make me sad.
“Boy, here’s something we could use more of today: unity among the American people. Americans are so divided.”
Ah, the middle of February. We all know what that means: Sports Illustrated’s swimsuit issue has arrived.
With Valentine’s Day upon us, female readers are again pummeling me with questions on how to woo the modern male.
Women have long been annoyed that they do more housework than men, as demonstrated by many studies, but now they are really steamed.
Young Americans continue to put off homeownership, and that isn’t good for anyone.
