Monday again, a new week. You have seven days to enjoy, none of which you’ll ever get back.
Start your week off with words straight out of children’s books. 88 more words
I try to avoid psychoanalyzing Jean Shepherd–or anyone else. (My Excelsior, You Fathead! indicates some bits about Shep’s attitudes, but mostly these are described by those who knew him, rather than through my own interpretations.) But–after perusing a new book about Shakespeare’s evolving attitude toward women as seen in his plays–I thought it of interest to attempt to objectively describe some aspects of Shepherd’s life and works as it relates to what might be interpreted as his changing attitude toward women. 1,266 more words
As long as there have been books, there have been parents who can’t wait to share their favorites with their own children. When my brother and I were small, I remember my mom reading her favorite… 793 more words
Image: Shel Silverstein, Where the Sidewalk Ends
We all know the feeling. Whether it’s having just enough of a cold that you can’t get motivated to do much more than microwave some soup and scroll through Instagram, or a full blown flu or stomach virus that has you genuinely pleading with God to just let you feel normal enough to function again, there is one common truth. 1,250 more words
Maybe I’m the last person in my neighborhood over the age of ten who had never read any poems by Shel Silverstein. Let me say that poetry is typically one of my least favorite categories of books. 205 more words
Here is my ever-growing list of well-known people in the entertainment world who are/were listeners to Jean Shepherd. Following includes those who can be rather positively believed were listeners, either because they themselves claim they were or through other rather definite evidence. 478 more words