A popular children’s story explores what happens “If You Give a Mouse a Cookie.”

If today’s episode causes you to fall into a restful sleep—or at least begin to visibly nod off—this column and I will have done our job.

My working life can be summed up in three rhyming words: headline, deadline and bread line.

Those of you who’ve furnished your home, office, ADU or Quonset hut with a fainting couch may need it for today’s sermon, which includes a nearly profane portmanteau.

Hospitals in critical condition, as well as those already autopsied, are being converted into condo developments, according to various news outlets.

If today’s column were a 1950s movie about corporate shenanigans—like “Executive Suite” or even “The Asphalt Jungle”—there’d be a scene in which an about-to-be disgraced CEO walks into his office and carefully closes the door.

A motivational speaker named Mel Robbins says that if you high-five yourself in the mirror each morning you’ll have a good day—

By day, Rachel Zillner may look mortal—she’s a dedicated wife and mom of two daughters—but away from home she may actually be a multi-faceted Transformer…

I’ll always remember where I was when I heard that 23andMe was declaring bankruptcy.

Sacramento, where I live and try to avoid work, is like a lot of places with so-called Mediterranean climates (with the exception being most of the actual Mediterranean region): It has a Pseudo Spring and Faux Fall.

GIMME A FOR-INSTANT—One of my favorite “Peanuts” comic strips, out of a list that soars into the hundreds, is from the feature’s early days.

I’ve just learned that one of my many personal oddities—my not minding too much if I stand in long lines—may turn out to be my dream retirement job.