Getting Your Head Examined & Exorcising Your Soul

My dad was not a brain surgeon but he was a very brainy history buff. He collected surgical implements of … More

Beauty and the Least

Joani Baloney. As a kid, it was not for nothing that I was called “Joani Baloney”. You see, I “carried … More

Remember Ferris Bueller’s Bacchanalia? Ferris’s best class was cutting class. On the verge of graduation, he can’t resist the temptation … More

I had a bad case of Kierkegaard in college. My diagnosis was directly attributable to Sister Mary Clare, my high … More

April 25th eight masterful storytellers took to the stage at Emmanuel on High before a packed house. The 300 plus … More

My mother ran out of names. Providence Hospital, DC, March 3, 1955: Three days old, I lay swaddled in the … More

Alice could not reach the doorknob. Shrunk down so small, Alice saw no relief in sight. And then what should … More

I can think of no better bipolar way to analyze the yins and yangs of the last twelve months … More