Here I am, the father of two wonderful little boys, thinking about what extracurricular activities I would like to enroll them in once they’re older.
Where I put my balls on the table and pass out hammers.
I offer for your consideration a list of 2012 agenda items.
The gay people I know are just like me. They have the same goals and aspirations, and they deserve to be fulfilled in life, just as I do.
Who really is a friend? What does that word even mean?
Congress needs to get its head out of the ass of the 20th century.
Because I’m a goddamn horror writer as well as a former paralegal specializing in personal injury.
Don’t blame others for your own failure to speak kindly of defenseless children.