Yesterday, I went to the grocery store.I don’t like to go to the grocery store, for several reasons.First, most ofthe other shoppers assume that nobody else in the store has anything better to do than …

Well, you probably missed it.It didn’t appear in your Dayrunner’s list of bank holidays.Hallmark neglected to promote it.And while you may have inadvertently celebrated, you probably didn’t mean to.That’s right, folks.I mean National Masturbation Day.
According …

Return with me now to those thrilling days of yesteryear, when mere mention of the word “boner” could send Young Sarah into a paroxysm of hysterical giggling.In fact, nearly any mention of the male penis …

Summer is drawing to a close, and what better time than the back-to-school season for an “exposé” on the mainstreaming of nerd culture? It seems like we see a piece like this in the New …

People: It is a bad mood of historic proportions over here. If a normal bad mood is…I don’t know, a votive candle, then the current bad mood is the Hindenburg. And it’s not even a …

February is a weird month. I like it because it’s short, but I like the shortness of it because I hate everything else about it. As a kid, I read somewhere that it’s the coldest …

And now, a Tomato Nation first: the follow-up column. I have an unofficial policy regarding follow-up columns, namely that I never write them because, if I didn’t get the job done the first time around, …

Here in New York City, we have a so-called humor publication called The Rotten Apple. TRA models itself on (read: rips off without much success) magazines like The Onion and the Lampoon, but between the …

I can’t imagine that I have to fill any of you in on the gory details of l’affaire Lewinsky, since the media saturation level has begun to make the OJ Simpson trial look like a …