While motoring recently on the New Jersey Turnpike, my wife Gertrude and I thought we'd experience the delightful restaurants of the charming Clara Barton rest stop, near Newark... (read more)
Ooh Jeese! There goes da neighborhood!" bellowed the drunken man holding a beer and an enormous pair of tongs as we started unpacking the car in the parking lot of the Meadowlands... (read more)
I have always liked tropical fish. When I was about 7 or so, we had a fish tank and I remember staring at them for hours on end, transfixed as they swam back and forth in the ten-gallon tank... (read more)
A crackpot is defined as "a mentally unbalanced or eccentric person." Not that I have anything against crackpots, I do tend to gravitate to crackpots at social functions... (read more)
We've got a lot of stuff. Not valuable stuff, mind you, but a whole lot of junk... tiki mugs, books, CDs, records, tapes, Pez dispensers, clothes... not to mention a stunning array of second- or third-hand kitchen gadgets and pots... (read more)
