Hey, let’s all get together and take Bill Gates’ money off him. Let’s get his billions, divide it up and spend it. He doesn’t like the idea, but whatever. Let’s do it.
Wait, what? Yet another royal wedding? How about… no?
Last Saturday, a nice lady asked me: “What’s your first language?”
We used to talk about the generation gap, but in 2019, when everybody’s put in a category and set against each other like political gladiators, it’s more of a generation chasm.
I’m writing this on Boxing Day, which is a choice I made. I regret the decision now, because my need for a nap is significant, but it was my choice and I’m happy I was able to make it.
We’re counting down to the countdown for Christmas, and already I’m complaining about it… but not too loudly.
Pretty soon, your employer could be charging you hundreds of pounds a year to park at work, thanks to a new law from the Scottish Parliament.
It may be about Christmas, and it has “Christmas” in the title, but The Nightmare Before Christmas is not a Christmas movie.
It’s time for Scotland to provide safe places to take drugs.
I watched what happened in a US courtroom and I couldn’t quite believe what I was seeing.