Christmas It’s oddly quiet here in glorious Los Angeles. To me, it seems to be getting more and more quiet week by week here. The Los Angeles that was going to be the business capital of the world and compete…
It’s Monday, December 23, 2019. Exactly one week ago, in the middle of the night, I awakened to use the toilet in my bedroom in our house in Beverly Hills at about 3 a.m. I have no idea why, but…
To begin at the beginning, my alter ego and braino super pal Judah M. Friedman and I are riding around glorious Los Angeles in the rain. In our woolly Jewish heads, we’re trying to digest some things. Two heads are…
Sunday night Judah Friedman, my genius pal, and I are driving back from Rancho Mirage to Beverly Hills. We’re digesting a fine meal of fettucine and maple sugar ravioli. I know it sounds strange, but when you add baby back…
Saturday Okay, lots to say. Last night Tommy, my handsome son, our handsome son, appeared at our home after a grueling trip from Greenville, South Carolina, with his friend, Bri. I was in bed with my beautiful wifey watching my…
Saturday This has been a great week for me. Last Thursday, The American Spectator presented me with the Baron Von Kannon Service to the Cause Award. It was at a dinner at the Trump Hotel, and there were about 400…
Look out below. Nancy Pelosi and CNN and the mainstream media just threw the Constitution out the window, and it’s going to make a helluva mess when it hits the ground. It’s actually worse than that: the Constitution is right…
Friday Al Burton is dead. Al died Tuesday morning. His beautiful daughter, Jennifer, called me with the horrible news. Al was 91 and had been in failing health for some time, barely able to follow what was going on around…
Sunday I am suffering terribly from (1) My osteoarthritis in my right knee, which hurts like the dickens every time I move my leg, especially going up stairs, and (2) An insect bite on my back. I think it must…