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It dawns on me that the new Fall TV season is in full swing as of this week, and I haven't taken the time to tell you what I think you s...

It seems my lovely wife Christine and I have been going to the theater a lot of late. Herewith my report... Six weeks ago, we attended the ...

As some of you may know, I live in the west San Fernando Valley, north of Los Angeles proper. About a half mile south of my house is Ventura...

Well, seeing as how I lambasted the original so cruelly a few blogs back, I thought it incumbent upon me to go check out the new incarnation...

An interesting observation as I grow older: as a rule these days, I find that I feel a lot less like a young Turk and a whole lot more like ...

Okay, so I e-mailed the legendary Stan Lee to inform him about the bizarre coincidence of my previous post, and within mere minutes, the li...

This is one of those things which, if it wasn't true, nobody would believe it. I was just browsing through Mark Evanier 's always-en...

And it goes as promised to faithful reader J. Kevin Carrier for correctly identifying the title of the previous post as a line from Neil Si...

And a quick claws up to the first faithful reader who can tell us where the title of this post comes from. Well, it was 115º on Saturday, 11...

This being the first of what may well become a series of reminiscences of my early days in the comics biz. Okay, so it's 1973 and I'...

Well, I was supposed to be spending this evening at a screening of the Russell Crowe/Christian Bale remake of the Elmore Leonard western, ...

The problem with starting a blog, says my good friend What's My Line? Live On Stage director Jim Newman , is that it's pretty much ...