Remember that old party game “Telephone?” A message is passed from person to person and at the end of the line it is spoken aloud to the group. Hilarity ensues when I love eating grilled cheese and bacon sandwiches with chips and a glass of milk turns into Grover Cleveland’s guilty pleas banned leprechauns from … More Foxy Bibliophile: WE, THE JURY
One of the most charming and humorous parts of Disney’s Haunted Mansion isn’t even in the mansion. It’s in the cue outside. A series of tombstones arranged as if in a family burial plot proclaim pithy witticisms about each for whom the bell tolled. Goodness sake, Jack Sparrow, it seems dead men really do … More Dead Men Really Do Tell Tales
Feeling like a blast from the past while you hole up in the house this winter? The first is as eerie as the latter is sweet. Both will make you glad you live in the 21st Century. The past may be intriguing, but there’s something to be said for modern conveniences.
A couple weeks ago, we drove down to Washington, D.C. to take in the new(ish) Museum of the Bible.
When “Good Morning America” recently showcased eleven-year-old “drag queen,” Desmond Napoles, and celebrated him as “amazing” and “inspiring” I had to wonder if host Michael Strahan could taste the fetid dirt on these, his own words. Have we lost our minds, people? I mean, I can’t even sit with my eighteen-year-old son in the … More Suffer the Little Children