There’s a lot to ponder while transitioning into 2022. But no whining about germs, forest fires destroying half of Colorado in December, and parts of Alaska being warmer than L.A. last week (feel free to panic but give me three minutes). And please, no screaming about Betty White dying…

We are way too reliant on our phones. There was a time when we didn’t even know we needed personal phone-computers. But we do now, and it sometimes feels like life and horrible, horrible death. Insert Foot. Rendering: Adam Pardee/STAFF. Case in point: I was in my old room…

Tony Hicks’ Insert Foot. Rendering: Adam Pardee/STAFF. I thought this was going to be my swan song, my big farewell column. But then I discovered the editor was having a week nearly as bad as mine (about which you’re not about to hear anything. Anyway. I literally, redefined Murphy’s…

Whitney Houston’s hologram has performed so flawlessly on its (her?) European tour that it’s getting its own Las Vegas residency. No, no … I’m very serious, and it’s no laughing matter. There hasn’t been anything remotely funny about Whitney Houston since she said Bobby Brown was the king of…