Skip the B.S. By Skip Eisiminger “My old English teacher was not pulling anyone’s leg about the salad recipe; it’s in Virgil’s poem ‘Moretum.’ OK, maybe it wasn’t a Caesar salad, but the…

Skip the B.S. By Skip Eisiminger “The future of genetic engineering promises cartilage which can be injected into aching joints, the return of the wooly mammoth (but not T. Rex), Christmas trees that…

Skip the B.S. By Skip Eisiminger “In 2013, the visual absurd seems to be losing its impact since its origins in Europe during World War II. Perhaps the best known work by the…

Skip the B.S. By Skip Eisiminger “I don’t believe it ever occurred to my maternal grandparents to take a vacation, and the paternal set never took a holiday until their five children were…

Skip the B.S.  By Skip Eisiminger “We garble, gloss, and paper over; fudge, embroider, and deodorize; cook the numbers and juggle the books; salt a mine and speak with a forked tongue. We…

“O lost, and by the wind grieved, ghost, come back again,” cried Thomas Wolfe, shaking his fist at the fog mantling the shoulders of Grandfather Mountain. Inside the family cabin, however, Hans Idol…

“If my parents had both been bull moose, they would have locked antlers long ago and starved. Growing up in a scarred household, I often feared abandonment and prayed to die first. Fortunately,…

Skip the B.S. By Skip Eisiminger  “The philosophy of Homeland Security seems to be, ‘If we cannot tie a good square knot, we’ll tie a lot of grannies.’ If New York were Baghdad…

Skip the B.S. By Skip Eisiminger “I realize that I have fallen far short of Thomas Edison, who exploited every visitor to his laboratory: guests had to push mightily through a turnstile to…

Skip the B.S. By Skip Eisiminger “Aware that I might have lost some of you who have been busy ‘getting and spending’ or just hunting for gainful employment the last few years, let…