The death of O.J. Simpson last week unleashed a few snapchat-like memories for me. Those are the kind that last only a few seconds—and when you consider the content, even that can sometimes seem too long.

Let’s be real: In Sacramento one week ago today we didn’t see the total solar eclipse. We saw something like a partial solar ellipse—more like an upended parenthetical aside

For 28 years, Cecily Hastings has defied the odds. She’s been a successful newspaper publisher. In that period of time, 2,700 non-daily newspapers have either merged with rivals to mutually survive or simply folded up shop.

I’m emailed a number of employment announcements every day, possibly because I applied for a job about 30 years ago and an algorithm suggested this singular action might be a trend-in-the-making. That’s soooo wrong.

NET PROFIT: What you have after expenses.

Every level of government and the private sector is either obligated to deliver an annual report or just likes the opportunity to quote Dickens in the CEO’s introductory letter: “It was the best of times, it was the worst of times….”

One of my favorite westerns is “The Professionals,” a hardscrabble tale of soldiers of fortune who get hired to retrieve a rich man’s allegedly kidnapped, much-younger wife.

On a quick trip to Los Angeles last week, I stayed one night each in the elegant past and the automated future.

Lucy Van Pelt, the opinionated little girl in Charles Schulz’s never-been-topped-and-never-will comic strip “Peanuts,” looks looked at a drawing one of the other kids has quickly made and sniffs, “A true work of art takes at least 45 minutes.”

If you learned English as a second language, you are like unto a god to me. I think ours is one of the most perplexing languages in the galaxy, with its limitless supply of synonyms, antonyms, homonyms, and oxymorons. But what of our everyday expressions?

I used to think that having charisma was equivalent to having good hair. This is because the first time I heard the word, when I was nine years old, it was used to describe a trait possessed by the newly elected President John F. Kennedy.

I received a residual check not long ago, issued when someone bought a copy of my most current book, “Don’t Cry for Me, Ardent Reader.”