While his job title would allow William Shubb to occasionally be, well, judgmental—after all, he’s a judge—what he seems to be most is contemplative, kind and pretty funny.
While his job title would allow William Shubb to occasionally be, well, judgmental—after all, he’s a judge—what he seems to be most is contemplative, kind and pretty funny.
On September 9, I sent the following email to Phillip Zimmerman, manager of Sacramento’s Front Street Animal Shelter:
An installment of Odds ‘n’ Ed’s to soothe tomorrow’s pain
Most of us have heard of the Underground Economy, that tax-free mecca also known as the black market. Think Orson Welles as Harry Lime in in “The Third Man.”
I just heard that Merrie Ol’ England may be about to march the Jolly Olde Metric System to the Tower of London and lop off its bloody olde ‘ead. Blimey!
After the mid-summer G-7 summit, the story that seemed to trend the most was about a trend itself.
As we’ve been learning, no one in American life is above the law, though some are more orange, dumber and pudgier than the law.
Don’t you find that the continuous commentary about Joe Biden’s age is getting a bit, well, old?
Meanwhile, back on the left coast, where Governor Goddamn Handsome is running for re-election—but not, as rumored, with the tourist-boosting tagline “California: Your State for Sky-High Gas Prices, Bureaucratic Chaos and Abortions While U Wait”—the Sacramento City Council continues to wrestle with a proposal to allow “cannabis lounges” to be built (and even frequented!).
Etiquette suggestion: If you’re planning to attend any festivities today or tonight in commemoration of Earth Day, try to refrain from spraying your hair or underarms in advance. This is the one 24-hour period for which you’ve been saving that tube of VO5 and travel-kit roll-on deodorant since Earth Day began in 1970.