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Leo is a living, grunting reminder that Daddy is always right

“I hear you’ve got some titanium in you. . . .”

Tree leaves, you know them: oak, cherry, apple, maple — they became the unwanted guests on lawns, in gardens, fairway, byway, or throughway

The ceremony was solemn and tranquil, but the party that followed in a popular wedding catering hall was anything but.

Just where all the stuff comes from can be a puzzle

"It’s got to end, folks, it’s got to end, and I’m going to end it."

Bicycles in the snow

“don’t credit the messenger”

Why anyone at all cares about celebrities is a mystery to me

It is my birthday