I think I speak on behalf of everyone when I say it is not easy to figure out what to buy people for Chanukah.
If I hate shopping for myself, what makes my wife think I am going to enjoy shopping for her?
Have the past 21 generations of one family of flies dedicated themselves to mercilessly harassing me?
As the mascot at my kids’ summer camp, I realized that we all want to know who is pulling the strings in life.
Google has invented the self driving car. Wait, so whose picture is on the license?
Actual results of a recent poll of hotel managers as to the strangest objects people have ever requested from the concierge.
My wife and I are trying come up with ideas to save energy. But all of this thinking requires a lot of, well, energy.
Remembering to count the days between Passover and Shavuot can be tricky. But I’ve got a plan!
Time for my favorite errand – a trip to the Department of Motor Vehicles!
Purim is here, and it’s about time you gave some serious thought to the subject of costumes.
My 8 surefire tips to finding whatever you’ve lost. Guaranteed!
I never call my parents. At least that’s what my parents believe.
One man’s take on his experience during Hurricane Sandy and the following blackout.
Ever since I was a teenager, people have been coming up to me in stores and assuming that I worked there.
I’ve been feeling kind of lousy lately, and I’ll tell you why: I went to the doctor.
I am happy to call myself a Mitzvah Clown – someone who brings happiness to senior homes and children’s hospitals.
My youngest child, Gedalyah, is about to start crawling. But he doesn’t know it yet.
Kids gather around and listen to these pearls of wisdom from a master educator.
Statistically, it’s a lot safer to fly than to drive. I think I’ll take my chances.
Don’t talk to me about the weather, the food at the wedding you went to or how bad the traffic was – I hate small talk.
How to make your next Chinese Auction a fun-raising experience.
For his Afikoman present my son asked for a football. But I can’t play for the life of me. Help!
I miss the school bus. Not that I’m chasing after it yelling “Wait!” but I yearn for it.
A teacher tells all about what’s really happening on parent teacher night.
With the ten days of repentance upon us, let’s work on our pessimism. Not that it’s going to help anything.
We beg them to let us pay them to come to our houses, sit on our couch, do almost no work and raid our refrigerator. The teenagers have officially won.