I’m Art Kumbalek and man oh manischewitz what a world, ain’a? And here’s something newsworthy, or at least unusual: I might be feeling nearly pretty good today. I just had a ride on one of those spanking-new county buses some of you’s may have noticed here and there ’round the town...

I’m Art Kumbalek and man oh manischewitz what a world, ain’a? So here we are, September, what the fock. I’ve been trying to cool my heels for this month since April, and now finally I hear my favorite season coming up the stairs to knock on my door, I kid you not.

I’m Art Kumbalek and man oh manischewitz what a world, ain’a? So listen, I hear we got another Labor Day coming up, the holiday when we honor the workingman by pissing the day away drinking beer in the back yard or a park somewheres. How ’bout instead we pay tribute by working twice as hard and twice...

I’m Art Kumbalek and man oh manischewitz what a world, ain’a? So listen, sorry to have to tell you it’s that time of that week of the year when I have to interrupt what should’ve been a thought-invoking if not nearly entertaining essay to speak directly to you and deliver the pitch...

I’m Art Kumbalek and man oh manischewitz what a world, ain’a? Yeah yeah, as last week I was not able to whip out a full-blown essay for having to run to the doctor’s so’s to have a swatch of moss removed from my right pectoral, sprouted I figure due to the un-Lordly squishing humidity of late; so it is...

I’m Art Kumbalek and man oh manischewitz what a world, ain’a? So listen, I don’t want to say we’ve had a tad way too much of the humidity ’round our neck of the woods day after day after day, but I got out of the shower just this morning to then gaze into the bathroom mirror and check my scalp for new...

I’m Art Kumbalek and man oh manischewitz what a world, ain’a? So listen, not much of an essay on the platter from me to you’s this week seeing as how it’s 10 minutes to deadline and I just now got back into town from being out of town, and by out of town I’m talking some 30-odd miles north of Hayward way up northwest there where me, Little Jimmy Iodine...

I’m Art Kumbalek and man oh manischewitz what a world, ain’a? Hey, nothing but good news here for you’s moms and pops with extra dough who wonder where the heck to stick your out-of-control katzenjammers for a while this summertime. Pay attention, your sanity may depend on it. There’s still a...