It’s time to talk about The Christmas Problem again, which I did last year and will repeat a bit this year, but most of it’s fresh. Or at least not dead-horse-beaten quite yet. Or maybe it is. I can never tell. Last year, I was in the dumps mainly due to a lack of both funds and sons, with the former having been stretched like a sheet of elastic putty over the newspaper comics so thin that the fat kid from Family Circus went...

I had dinner this weekend with my Godson, who I’m certain was born only a few years ago, yet he seems to be starting high school this year. He is already enrolled in driver’s education, and his existence makes me feel old. Time is a funny thing. It passes by painfully slowly when we’re young, but picks up steam as we move along. Our teen years pass by a little faster than our naughts, and our twenties (if we’re doing...

Have you ever woken up one morning and asked yourself, “What am I doing here?” I have…every morning for the past forever. I’ll cover a few highlights from the past several days, then come back later and give you the details. Went to a bar last Friday night, didn’t get laid, got in a fight. Uh-huh. It ain’t no big thing. Went to another bar last Friday night and got forcibly hit on by a woman who was not...