Well, here we are in the middle of January and no rain. Who’d-a-thunk-it? Nothing but fires, burning like hell and nothing but death and destruction all over the place. Thank goodness not at my place, or yours, I hope. A year ago, we were swimming with atmospheric...
January and February are my favorite months of the year. Why? you ask. Thank you, I’m glad you asked. Well, it’s because Girl Scouts all over the fruited plain will begin selling their sweet, delicious Girl Scout cookies on Jan. 26. But you better hurry, because they...
Hard to believe all of the excitement of the holiday season, just like the moon, is slowly waning. Gone are the cards and letters from distant relatives, the now empty boxes strewn across the floor, the agonizing parade of holiday season ads and Christmas carols, the...
Now that Christmas has come and gone, like Boxing Day…No, it’s not a day set aside to honor Muhammad (“I am the Greatest”)Ali; it’s a day set aside to get rid of all of the unsightly, leftover Christmas gift boxes strewn throughout the stately Motley Manor. In the...
Back in the day, when I was a young lad growing up in the OC, Mr. Holly Jolly Christmas himself, Burl Ives, showed up at an assembly when I was in second grade at Tustin Elementary School and entertained us kiddos with a whole mess of Christmas songs, one of which, of...
Well, it won’t be long before Jolly old Saint Nick comes plunging down my chimney. Actually, I believe he will have one heck of a time plunging down my chimney. What I mean is that I’ve noticed that the jolly old elf has put on quite a few more pounds of late, if you...
