In a May 3rd Wall Street Journal story, it was reported that people fear that if they leave Facebook, they’ll lose their friends—okay, their Friends.

Dear Readers, Relatives and Anyone Else Who’s Ever Had the Misfortune to Land on a Kickstarter Mailing List:

Now that The Wall Street Journal has decreed that vodka and fanny packs are both making comebacks, it must be true.

A recent crossword clue struck me as quaint: “Anxiety over the impending workweek.” The answer was “Sunday Scaries.”

We are in the Disney War Room. Thousands of the company’s Southern California Disneyland employees have been given just 90 days to deploy to Florida’s Disneyworld as the sovereign entertainment empire does battle with the Sunshine State’s forces of evil.

Unlike some people who are older than I am, the same age or even decades my junior, I’ve never worn earplugs to a heavy-metal or hip-hop concert. The fact that I’ve never attended a heavy-metal or hip-hop concert doesn’t invalidate what follows.

I’m reasonably certain that the next big show to take Broadway by storm will not be titled “Colonoscopy—The Musical!”

The concepts of Taco Tuesday and Throwback Thursday make me simultaneously hungry and nostalgic.

In this era of “likes,” “shares” and excessive customer surveys, I’m surprised that lovers splitting up or nations no longer at war don’t turn around and ask each other for letters of recommendation.