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Shopping Cart Shuffle
My dear readers…sincerest apologies for being away for such a spell. As Depeche Mode sings with an androgenous elelctronica backbeat, Enjoy the Silence. I wish I could declare my sabbatical the result of scooner sailing in the luminous sun around Majorca, but alas this is not the case. Would you still love me and send…
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All Politics is Local…Or How I Learned to Be Humble
I now know the contact high Olympian athletes experience after donning their shiny patria-gear and rubbing shoulders with their compatriots ’round the globe in the ceremonial opening parade. I’ve seen a practical pou-pou’s platter full of health ministry folks here on my Tromso sojourn, which includes not only members of the G-20 but representatives of…
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Eternal Sunshine of the Tromso Mind
Hey! Hey! And a Huda from the snow-capped mountain oasis of Tromso, Norde known affectionately to the locals as Polaria. When I perused the pages of my Lonely Planet Scandanavia and discovered I was traveling from politicoland to 300 km NORTH of the Arctic Circle, I prepared my distinguishing tastebuds for reindeer tartar and packed…
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Mein Eyes Have Seen
Guten Morgen! For the purpose of full disclosure and to incite just an ample amount of righteous jealousy amongst my family, friends and fans, I relay that I am tickling my Toshiba Portege ivories from a new perch; the cappuccino joint in the Munich airport which is quite inappropriately named the Piazzo Monaco. We are…
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POSTCARDS FROM A SANDY PLACE #9 – You Know You’re a Redneck If
Notable quotable Jeff Foxworthy makes millions making fun of his redneck self by pointing out the quirks of being a southern Georgia hillbilly. Which begs the question, can you be a true redneck if you can afford to buy the entire county that you allege you inhabit? Ponder that, gentle readers. Before I came on…
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POSTCARDS FROM A HOT AND SANDY PLACE #8 – All female Captains look alike
Readers, I apologize for my hiatus, sometimes my job as a desert lawyer gets in the way of my career as a humor columnist. I have discovered I have an evil twin. No kidding readers, there is someone running around our encampment who looks exactly like me, confusing the heck out of soldiers and civilian…
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Let Your Voice Be Heard (and Mine)
After last year’s Presidential elections I haven’t seen so many baby doll tees and bumper stickers urging the populace to vote. But today, I’m asking you to exercise your civic right by going to http://www. Podcastalley.com, searching for my new hour-long show Radio Redhead and giving it a listen. If you like what you hear,…
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We Interrupt This Broadcast…
This fine, sunny spring morning we must discuss a mort of notable proportions. Nay, it is not that of Ms. Schiavo who has been the unfortunate ticker reel fodder of every bonafide news org on the planet. Nor is it the impending demise of my favorite Popey since Pius IV in the 16th Century. The…
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POSTCARDS FROM A SANDY PLACE #7 – Seriously, Ma’am, we love the fashion channel!
When I learned I would be stuck in a dirty urban desert for a year, restricted to wearing nothing but Army issue garb 24/7, the haute couture junkie in me groaned in despair. How would I be able to keep up with the latest Ann Taylor wraps, model the chicest of Jimmy Choo kitten heels…