I kept waiting for the day he’d ask me to pull his finger.
Inconceivably, editors cut it from the story, hedging their bets, I guess, that Keith Richards wasn’t going to be the only one who’s going to live forever.
No Paychecks . . . No Prospects . . . Always Eight Days to Amish: How one writer struggles to elevate from the hammock, overcome his God-given laziness and earn a living in a cruel world that insists he work.
It is said great satire doesn’t mimic the times, it predicts them. I wrote the following “Last Baby Boomer” excerpt in 2004. It’s ...