Confessions of a full-court mess
By SCOTT SAALMAN Scaramouch March Madness is here, a time when people in these parts are bonkers for basketball. I could not care less – sacrilegious sentiment, I know, for…
Read MoreBy SCOTT SAALMAN Scaramouch March Madness is here, a time when people in these parts are bonkers for basketball. I could not care less – sacrilegious sentiment, I know, for…
Read MoreBy SCOTT SAALMAN Scaramouch The last thing the world really needs right now is another word nerd writing about his or her Wordle experiences, causing readers to suffer through some…
By SCOTT SAALMAN Scaramouch The field just sat there day and night That’s all they said it could do But I know that’s not entirely right For it took me…
By SCOTT SAALMAN Scaramouch I’m still reeling from the sting of Sting right now. Sting, as in the world-famous Rock and Roll Hall of Fame singer-songwriter who once fronted one…
By SCOTT SAALMAN Scaramouch Let me tell you about a bait-and-switch tactic I fell for once upon a time. I was freshly divorced then, lonely – and someone rang my…
By SCOTT SAALMAN Scaramouch We didn’t finish Paper Moon. We started watching it last fall at my childhood home where I first saw the Peter Bogdanovich masterwork on TV as…
By SCOTT SAALMAN Scaramouch PODCAST COLD OPEN: I’m Guy Razz, host of this original new podcast, “How I Broke This.” Not to be confused with that other podcast by that…
By SCOTT SAALMAN Scaramouch Her name was Lady. The first childhood dog I clearly remember. A Collie. Looked just like TV’s Lassie. My Lady. A rural route existence was a…
By SCOTT SAALMAN Scaramouch I considered it my civic responsibility to help find a fix for our fractured country, the States of America. We must start small, take baby steps,…
By SCOTT SAALMAN Scaramouch No matter how hard I tried to get her to admit otherwise, Brynne insisted she was NOT UNHAPPY about a recent impulse buy of mine that…