Remembering the night, forty-five years ago, when Henry Aaron hit his 715th home run, breaking the record of Babe Ruth — as described by the legendary Vin Scully.
Linda Ronstadt’s singing voice has been silenced in recent years by Parkinson’s Disease, but listening to her on a long-lost concert recording was a very pleasurable flashback — with quite a back story, too.
My review of “The Best Of Enemies,” starring Taraji P. Henson and Sam Rockwell as civil rights activist Ann Atwater and Ku Klux Klan leader CP Ellis, who faced off over school integration in 1971 Durham, North Carolina.
Some observers are blaming the death of the Alliance Of American Football on the massive monopolistic success of the NFL, but I think there’s another factor at play here.
As a lifelong Mel Brooks fan, I was very disappointed when I went back and watched 2 of his movies I’d missed in the 1990s. Here are my (very belated) reviews.
If you think the bread-sliced bagels meme that emerged last week was an odd representation of St. Louis food, wait until you read what one Riverfront Times writer had to say about some other local cuisine.
A call to an automated system to authorize my new debit card had me thinking about how telephone technology has changed in just a few generations of my family.
These stories about the injuries, infections, and other physical abuse contestants on “Survivor” take to their bodies are both amazing and disgusting, not to mention the fact that most of them would do it again (some already have).
“The Mustang” is a wild horse that must be broken so he can go on to something more useful to humans than running around free. Roman Coleman is a violent felon who must be broken, too, but all he’ll go on to is a lot more days and nights in prison. Here’s my review.
Three random thoughts about Apple and Oprah, analog clocks, and bathroom hand dryers.
Since it’s so hard to know which of the hundreds of new TV shows are worth your time, here are six that I’ve enjoyed and strongly recommend you try.
A decade ago ago, I read “Making Jack Falcone,” a book about an undercover FBI agent named Joaquin Garcia, whose story should have made him the next “Donnie Brasco.” But Hollywood still hasn’t figured out how to do it — or who to cast in it.
Now that CVS is carrying CBD in many of its stores, lots of people will think it relieves their pain, despite no scientific proof, just anecdotal evidence. Here’s why that’s a problem.
Anyone who has gone in front of a TV camera or radio microphone this evening — and there were panel after panel after panel full of them — to tell you what is in the Mueller Report is lying because THEY DON’T KNOW.
As the title character in “Gloria Bell,” Julianne Moore gives a very solid performance and looks terrific. She plays a empty-nest divorcee in her fifties who’s looking for some companionship. She goes by herself to bars, waiting for a guy to ask her to dance. But this isn’t “Looking For Mr. Goodbar.”