Articles tagged with: curmudgeoning
You know that expression about how every happy family is the same, but every un-happy family is unhappy in its own way? I think it’s from Anna Karenina. Anyway, I have a number of theories …
As a little kid, I used to watch Electric Company every day — PBS aired it in a block with Sesame Street and Mr. Rogers. I remember a lot of the skits and punchlines from …
I understand that nobody who lives in a legitimately hot part of the world is going to want to hear my weather-related tale of woe, so all the readers who do live in legitimately hot …
Okay, see…it’s about the snoring. Yes, “your snoring.” Who else’s snoring would I — well, actually, you do snore. Yeah, you do. Yeah…you do. No, see, trust me. You snore. All right, maybe you think …
Regina: Hey, what’s up — ack ack ack AAACK!
Sarah: Hi, nothing much — what what what what?
Regina: I just — erk! — have to disentangle these — guh! — wire hangers from themselves — ACK! …
I’ve never really subscribed to the theory that bad-day karma clusters around Mondays. I mean, sure, irritating things tend to happen on Mondays, but irritating things tend to happen every day, and the fact that …
I guess it’s time for me to write about the smoking ban in New York City. Yeah. “Yay.” I haven’t addressed it before — or, to tell the truth, paid much attention to the press …
You’ve gone to the post office to mail eighteen boxes of various shapes and sizes to a friend in Belgium. When should you fill out the customs forms?
a. At home, before you come to the …
It’s Monday. It’s the first day of the week. It’s early afternoon on the first day of the week, and already I desperately need a nap, if by “a nap” I actually mean “to hibernate …
When my alarm went off today, I opened my eyes one at a time, very carefully. So far, no pain. I eased up onto one elbow and waited for a hobnailed boot to slam into …