The dance between adult parent and child is well practiced. Step forward, step back. On holidays it’s accentuated, heightened somehow, a series of more vibrant staccatos and denouements. I used to blame it on the gravy, but it’s been years since we’ve had traditional grub on any given Holiday, and Mother’s Day never seems to [...]

There is a reason we enjoyed Superbad. Well I didn’t, but I’m guessing there’s a reason gazillions of other people paid 10 bucks to see it. It definitely wasn’t for that period scene, which I’m pretty sure .05 percent of the population found amusing, but possibly for the inadvertent chuckle afforded by escapism. You know, [...]