Cranial Nerve: New World Disorder

My birthday is coming up in early September, and if I wasn’t feeling old enough already, I just had a grim revelation: because I am a) old, and b) stuck on the fact that I was the smartest kid in the fourth grade, I am now the equivalent of your

Cranial Nerve: It’s Lonely at the Bottom

In this age of who’s offending whom, who’s complaining about having to be politically correct because they are offending whom, and who is too lazy to come up with a better and more accurate term for “politically correct” already because whom says it's time, there is one segment of the