Today I’m binge-watching Bob Ross. No, really.
Before Rohypnol, Jethro Tull T‑shirts were, alas, the only way a lot of guys could get laid.
Call me Pope Ernie. Or His Holiness Ernest the Oneth, if you’re a Shiite Catholic.
Be afraid. Be very afraid.
Ten years since she left us: Here’s to one of the greatest dogs of all time.
I didn’t look like a kid with big hands; I looked like a kid wearing a pair of those giant foam hands they use to play Slapjack on the Tonight Show with Jimmy Fallon.
It’s been at least 35 years since I thought of this song. If you were in high school in the late ’70s, you’ll probably shriek in horror and outrage just from seeing the title and artist: “Children of the Sun” by Billy Thorpe. If, like me, you bought the album to get the hit single, he looks even weirder on video than he did in photos. Plus he’s playing a Les Paul strapped up almostRead More