I'm In Fact A Hair Under Six

I Have A Dream, And A Plan, To Combine The Commercial Possibilities Of Valentine's Day With The Substance And Meaning Of Black History Month. I Call It: Blackentine's Day.

A Young Imagination Is Bold, Likes To Make Bigger Leaps. It Likes To, Well, Imagine That The Dustbuster Is A Dinosaur; That The Computer Mouse Is A Hotrod; That The Box Is A Cave; That The Rawhide Is A Torch... Or A Baton... Or Something.

I Have A Keurig Coffee Maker, Which Is Really Kind Of A Luxury. It Was Given To Me By An Ex. I Realized When I'm Feeling Sentimental, I'll Gently, Tenderly Press The Button. Then When I Remember He Dumped Me, I Punch It.

As The Great Philosopher George Santayana Would Have Said, 'those Who Cannot Remember The Past . . . Should Simply Read Jan Van Meter's Tippecanoe And Tyler Too.' Van Meter's Greatest Hits Collection Of Slogans Is The Catchiest Ever Retelling Of American History. It's Like The Greatest Minds Of Madison Avenue Sat Down To Write A History Book. They Don't Make Sound Bites Like They Used To!

I Know A Lot About A Few Things - Mostly Useless Things.