
Oh For The Fear of a Bear!
So I've been thinking a lot about bears, lately.

Punching Upwards
Harvard University existed for 383 years before anybody published a satire about it, and that person was me. Why didn't anyone else do it? Well, I've been thinking about that, see...

The Sound of Christmas
In which I offer a loose analysis of The Sound of Music, and wish you all a very Happy Christmas

I love Christmas. Christmas doesn't mean presents, trees, or Jesus having a birthday. It means pudding and fruit mince pies! And also explaining what those things are to skeptical Americans who, without pudding or fruit mince pies, have been getting Christmas wrong for centuries. Oh I should say something about this card. Let's see. Let me think. Hmm. How about 'I need to stop saying the truth or nobody is going to invite me to their Christmas parties...'