Here it is, and just in time to celebrate our country's independence: my long-promised homage to a great man and personal hero, Mr. Donald Trump. Candidate, statesman, father, mogul, trendsetter, boss.
Or, wait, is he the Worst Person in America? You decide.
Have a quote in the new July issue of Writer's Digest. It appears in an article about creativity and inspiration written by the great Deb Caletti. Check it out.
I seem to have been quoted in the latest Writer's Digest. I honestly have no idea how or why, and I have no recollection at all of writing those sentences. So, you know, not strange at all. Next up: my two cents spotted in an Atlantic article on the fallacy of quantum mechanics. Or on "Pudding as rodent comfort food" in Habitrails & Other Luxury Hamster Villas Digest. Also, I have never been to Kolkata, with or without my Lululemon stretch pants.
May 26, 1926. Would have been 89 today. Still more alive than most people.
The Octo-Fez chaperones a futuristic themed school sock-hop. Oddly, not a single kid came even close to getting out of line.