Guest Curmudgeon: "The Sounds of Spring"
It is always a treat when the brilliant Neil Ramsay pays us a visit to bestow upon us his curmudgeonly observations. As we enter the...
So Long, Mister
One sign of progress in our society is what seems to be a growing awareness of the need for inclusion. For too long, entire groups have...
The Opposite of More
I must tell you, readers, that if I keep having to smash my computers against my living room walls, I’m going to end up quite destitute,...
Cats Rule
This week I will be complaining about my cat and yes, I can already feel your judgment. And yes, you’re quite right, the proper and...
Is It Romantic?
If you’re reading this and you are not romantically involved with anyone, you are to be congratulated for once again making it through...
A Curmudgeon Rerun: Nothing Left to Eat
I have never before rerun a rerun. But as I gaze forlornly at my scale—or rather, the section of my scale that is still just barely...
Call Waiting
Earlier today, my phone rang. It was not an unusual event; many people call me. And while yes, most of those people are offering to lower...
So WHAT?
Welcome back, readers. Before we begin the meeting, a bit of housekeeping: I’ve been told that some of my subscribers have not been...
Social Courtesy
Who knows? It just may catch on.


A Curmudgeon Rerun: "Salads are Liars"
(Originally posted 9/3/18) In an attempt to feel healthier and lose weight, the Curmudgeon has been eating mostly salad for months. And...
Is It Over Yet?
I’m generally not a fan of end-of-the-year wrap-ups. Much like those grating holiday “newsletters” from distant relations in which they...
No Joking
When introduced to new people, it’s the Curmudgeon’s view that one ought to at least try to form a favorable opinion. For the more...
Sick Fun
It would hardly be a fresh observation to say that these are strange times we’re living in. With people walking around wearing masks,...
Too Much Excitement
In a previous entry entitled “Don’t Stand for It,” we discussed the overuse of the standing ovation. (When I say “we discussed” I mean to...
Thanks for Nothing
Later this week, like a cruelly ironic cherry on the calamity sundae that is 2020 thus far, here comes that son of a bitch, Thanksgiving....
A Curmudgeon Rerun: "Vote Anyway"
This piece originally ran on September 2nd, 2019. As election day 2020—possibly our last—is tomorrow, I thought it was an apt time to...




