One great thing about playing host to the Olympics is that you get a chance to show the world the unique facets of your nation's culture. For example, at the 1994 Winter Olympics in Lillehammer, the world discovered that Norwegian culture features an enormous amount of snow.
It's time once again for Ask Mister Language Person, the column in which we answer common reader questions that we make up concerning how to use big words irregardless of what they may or may not technically mean per se.
Members of the Class of 1996, as I stand here before you, gazing out upon your eager young faces, watching me so intently, the question that comes to my mind is: What if I have to scratch myself? I'd have to distract you somehow, perhaps by . . . HEY! LOOK OVER THERE! THE UNABOMBER!
Spring is here, and I'm thinking about camping. Don't misunderstand me: I'm not thinking about actually going camping, in the sense of venturing outdoors and turning my body into an All-U-Can-Eat buffet for insects. I'm just thinking about camping.
The V-chip. A helpful tool for concerned parents? A threat to the First Amendment? An excuse for sentences without verbs? These are some of the questions raised by the recently passed federal law that will require new television sets to contain a little computer thing called a V-chip (the "V" stands for "Some word that begins with 'V' ").
The eight leading Republican presidential contenders squared off in a televised debate here the other night, giving New Hampshire voters, as well as millions of viewers across the nation, an opportunity to watch Friends. I thought the debate went very well, except for the part when I almost got killed.
From Florida's Python Challenge to the candidates most likely to get us into World War III, Dave Barry and Carl Hiaasen lobbed a few choice zingers about the 2016 presidential campaign Tuesday night at the Miracle Theater in Coral Gables.
Miami Herald columnist Dave Barry has been in New Hampshire covering the Republican and Democratic primaries, and avoiding cranky moose. Here is a look back at what Miami’s favorite funny man found interesting in New Hampshire.
I watched the Republican debate in the press facility here, and it was excellent. I don’t mean the debate was excellent; I mean the press facility was. I’ve been coming to the New Hampshire primaries since 1984, and back then WARNING WARNING OLD-FART RANT AHEAD the press would be jammed into some dingy back room and fed surplus baloney sandwiches left over from the Korean Conflict. Also we did not have the Internet, so when we needed facts, we had to make them up manually.