Every year the World Against Toys Causing Harm, Inc. (W.A.T.C.H.) compiles a list of the most dangerous kiddy toys available for the upcoming Christmas season. The intention is to give diligent, concerned parents a purchasing guideline so they’ll be able to instruct Santa on which toys to bring that will
Recently I switched my prescriptions to Walgreens, because the medical plan I’m on said to do that. So I did. It has saved me money and my only complaint is with the big honkin’ plastic bottles the pills come in. Thirty little pills bounce round at the bottom of the
Every year the World Against Toys Causing Harm, Inc. (W.A.T.C.H.) produces a list of the most dangerous kiddy toys available the upcoming Christmas season. The intention is to give diligent, concerned parents a purchasing guideline so they’ll be able to instruct Santa on which toys to bring that will keep
‘Tis the season to be jolly, make merry, and sing, “Deck the Halls with Poison Ivy” and the like. But on a serious note, we need to remember why we celebrate Christmas in the first place. “Silent Night,” “Joy to the World,” and “Away in a Manger” seem to be
Did you ever think about pounding a No. 2 pencil up your nose? Neither did I. Now that that’s out of the way, let’s get to something more beneficial to our well-being, such as meeting new people. Many of us have been sheltering just like cloistered monks because of the
Are you feeling overwhelmed by the fast pace and complexity of modern life (you cadavers reading this don’t count)? Actually, that question was the opening of an article I read about simplifying your life, thereby changing it from the day-to-day proverbial hamster wheel-type existence to a slower-paced one that’s a
Daylight savings time has again graced us with its presence, giving us a reason to grumble about losing an hour of sleep at 2 a.m. (unlike me, who’s still awake staring at my computer screen, wondering what I’m going to write for The Voice this week) and being thrown off
Happy four days after Father’s Day and five days after Juneteenth Day, or as the GOP likes to call it, “Huh?”. It seems my holiday columns always wind up in The Voice after the holidays about which I’ve chosen to write (notice how I didn’t end that sentence with a
If any of you dear (or other woodland-type) readers don’t feel it’s cold enough for you, I suggest you read “To Build a Fire,” a short story by Jack London. Your lips will turn blue even if you read it at high noon in the middle of Death Valley on
This week, I had a whole lotta stuff I planned to write about Donald Trump, but decided it was a waste. Donny’s gone off the deep end with hair-dye-dripping nutty buddy, Rudy Giuliani, and others hanging on, claiming that the FBI, CIA, CDC, Poncho Villa, Cher, and Emperor Ming the
I had a different first line for this piece about the never-ending vote count, but just as I punched it out I learned that Joe Biden had won the election. Whew! Even our world allies celebrated with fireworks, music (I think I heard the Munchkins singing, “Ding Dong, the Witch
