By Bob Gaydos
I remember when going out to the movies was an everyday event. Now, they need high tech visual effects to pry people off their couches. So Netflix decided to bring the blockbuster into the home with “The Irishman.“ I’m not sure it’s a good idea.

By Bob Gaydos
Trump, if he’s truly the chosen one, to whom does he pray and for what? I ask for millions of Americans because Rick Perry tells me my future and that of the planet lie in the hands of this “imperfect” person.

By Bob Gaydos
In my search for the Impossible Whopper, I discovered that I am a flexitarian wanna be. I am happy with both outcomes.

By Bob Gaydos
For the record, I eat kale and quinoa and avoid fried foods as much as possible. I think that’s smart. There’s nothing wrong with being smart, although Republicans have been trying to suggest otherwise for some time. It’s a bully’s weapon. Let them drink kefir.

By Bob Gaydos
Ukraine. Quid pro quo. Get over it. Traitors. Isis. Kurds. Syria. Impeachment. Whistleblowers. Scum. World Series. Booo! Forest fires. Burn baby, burn. Let us pray. The unraveling world of Donald Trump.

By Bob Gaydos
In the end, only he mattered. More to the point, he knew full well, only the next season mattered. … They should have known, too.

By Bob Gaydos
How do you convince people to occasionally eat more healthful food when they are hooked on beef, bacon and burgers? Meet the Impossible Burger. But be wary.

By Bob Gaydos
In 2013, Valerie Harper said she was told she had three months to live with brain cancer. She carried on for 6 1/2 years. I chose her message of hope then; even moreso today. A remembrance.

By Bob Gaydos
We are not a mellow nation at the moment, but it was a mellow concert at Bethel Woods celebrating the 50th anniversary of Woodstock. Peace. Love. Hope.

By Bob Gaydos
From “misogynist” to “oligarch” to “emoluments” and “sycophants,” Trump has raised the level of our vocabulary, if not his.