I Need a Course in How to Write Millennial

I may not be the premiere humor writer on the planet, but I’ve written a post or two that’s been published on the Internet and even authored a book about the plight of Baby Boomers […]
I may not be the premiere humor writer on the planet, but I’ve written a post or two that’s been published on the Internet and even authored a book about the plight of Baby Boomers […]
Much as I like to watch CNN and MSNBC, neither station provides anything resembling comprehensive news of the world. These days it’s All Trump All the Time from the earliest morning recap of Trump’s outrages of the […]
“Kim Jong-un likes me best.” “My hands are smaller and daintier than Obama’s.” “Has Obama ever given Putin a sponge bath?” “Obama comes from Kenya, while I am such a true blue American I don’t […]
One of my book signings, no doubt. (No … doubt!) This year – 2018 – will be The Year of Perry Block. That’s because this year my first book Perry Block – Nouveau Old, Formerly Cute hits the […]
Lately I’ve been seeing a lot of commercials on television about cars that park themselves. Which is amazing, considering that I can barely park a car at all. I’ve been known to be unable to successfully […]
This year – 2018 – will be The Year of Perry Block. That’s because this year will see the publishing of my very first book, the eponymously named – as is my blog – Perry Block, Nouveau Old […]
Hi! I’m your Uber Driver.” “Thank goodness, and not a moment too soon!” “Say, nice Batman costume.” “It ought to be. I’m Batman!” “No kiddin’! Where’s your Batmobile.” “It’s … um … in the […]
Yep. Tiny Christmas balls to go with my tiny hands This holiday season 2017 will be the very first in many a year that Americans will be free to wish each other a “Merry Christmas!” Instead […]
Yes, it will be my pleasure to poke you! An epistolary novel is a novel written as a series of documents such as letters, diary entries, and newspaper clippings. Printed in 1897, Dracula by Bram Stoker is one of most well-known epistolary novels, compiled entirely of letters, diary […]
I had never seen my friend Farbman so upset. He was so disturbed he didn’t even touch his second desert at lunch. “It’s my son Bruce,” he said. “In all my days, I never thought something […]