I am a pariah. When I speak to people, they step back. When they see me coming down the street, they cross over to the other side. When I enter a store or cafe, I have to cover my face … Continue reading Planet Pariah
I know a guy. Actually, I know a lot of guys, but this one works for major league baseball. So I hit him up recently for the inside baseball on what’s happening inside baseball. As with everything else, the difference … Continue reading There’s No Crying in Baseball, Really?
One day in 1966 my father came home and told us about a new television show called Star Trek. This surprised me, since he never talked about TV and the only things he watched regularly were Mets games and an … Continue reading The Next Generation
When I was a kid I used to think the Easter parade was an actual parade like the ones on Thanksgiving and the Fourth of July. I even imagined a marching band with epaulettes, plumed shakos, and sousaphones. Imagine my … Continue reading My Easter Parade, Corona Style
In 1932 when boxer Max Schmeling lost his heavyweight title to Jack Sharkey, his manager, Joe Jacobs, exclaimed during his ringside radio interview, “We wuz robbed!” I see more of this going on lately. Not radio interviews, contested decisions, or … Continue reading “We Wuz Robbed!”
We all know about road rage. It’s covered in the DMV handbook for California, as it probably is in most states. The handbook describes it as “aggressive driving” and cites examples like tailgating and unnecessary lane changes. It even mentions … Continue reading Rage in an Age of Corona
I went grocery shopping at Safeway yesterday, which I usually avoid like–I’ll say it–the plague. But it wasn’t what I expected at all. The store did not look like Venezuela, although the toilet paper shelves were practically bare. I say … Continue reading March Madness