Even those who tremble at the phrase "audience participation" end up awash in the bliss of communal exhibitionism -- some even clutching one of the special prizes doled out by ringmaster Owen. Just one of the series' many gifts that keep on giving.
I once read that the "most precious jewels we will have around our necks are the arms of our children." God has entrusted these precious souls to us. Oh, what a blessing they are! Yet every day we read of another headline on child abuse.
While most of Washington, D.C. hunkered down for yet another face-off between Obama and Romney, several hundred people -- mostly well-heeled women of a certain age -- chose instead to attend a concert by British tenor Alfie Boe.
I'm ashamed to say that between raising a child, working and taking care of the endless duties associated with being a grownup, I've lost touch with the part of me that once taped photos of Davy Jones and David Cassidy to my bedroom walls.