A short walk from the Italian restaurants and bakeries of the North End of Boston, I sat in a pew at the Old North Church. Yes, there was that Paul Revere oneth by land, twoeth by sea light signaling business … Read the rest
What Web Men Need, Part II
I am Zinniacom*. Hear me Roar.
And, not just roar. O, no. I cry. I laugh. I flip the bird. I smirk. I touch your readers gently in those nether regions where your language fails to go.
Yes, webmen, I … Read the rest
Humiliation House
Is there a cure? A pill? A magic elixir to pour over some childhood wound? An herbal remedy from an ancient Chinese wise man with a long beard? Something, people. What is it?
I just wrote to a fellow blogger … Read the rest