I stayed up all night watching films of @moRocca and @TomBodett playing on "Wait, Wait Don't Tell Me." At around 4:00 AM I realized that, no matter how hard I try, I can't beat those guys, and I climbed out of bed and ran around Philadelphia. Have you seen the body of knowledge on those two guys? I can't do it.      "Wait, Wait Don't Tell Me" for those...

     This has happened before. Something awful happens and we aren't sure when it's o.k. to laugh. I think the Wilbur show on Friday is sold out, so I'm not writing this to encourage anyone to buy tickets. The commerce has already taken place. I just wanted to tell the handful of people that will ever even see this post, that i wrestle with the same question.       I don't want...

  I think you have the wrong idea about this "tour" thing. You are thinking of a band, like Journey. I go on the road two or three nights a week, usually. On most Thursday and Friday mornings I smush my high fashion wear and little jokes into a big wheelie  suitcase, and grab about fifty pounds of carry on bags containing office supplies, and a spare pair of underwear, and head to the...

I watched a few minutes of KCAL’s on-line coverage of downtown L.A. last night, and I began to Tweet, because it was more than I could bear: In their coverage of the L.A.P.D. clearing the Occupy L.A. protesters, the local newscasters are practically begging for violence. “Looks like emotions are running a little bit higher between the police and the protesters now, Bob what do you think?”...

Lately now, I feel like Norma Rae, when she tells her husband, who complains about her busy schedule, that he can have sex with her while she does the dishes. Except I am not a labor organizer, I don’t have a husband, and I really need to concentrate when I do the dishes. I like a busy life, but I’m beginning to wonder if I’m not just spinning my wheels. I hear a lot of people make...