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By WALDO MELLON

Dear Readers,Lately lots of bright, articulate, lovable crackpots, most of them my family members and my friends, have suggested that sometimes I have absolutely no idea what I’m talking about. So this month I’m going to give answering questions a...

By WALDO MELLON

Dear Waldo,I’m forty-four and I’m usually a happy guy. You can ask anybody. But for the first time ever, I do believe I have fallen into a deep funk. I’ve never felt so funkified. I’m saying funk instead of depression hoping that joking around about...

By WALDO MELLON

Dear Waldo,I just saw the cutest video ever on Facebook. Some little kid just learning to walk sees a cricket on the kitchen floor. The little guy waves and waves and says again and again, “Hi hi hi I am Otto how you hi hi hi I am Otto how you?” I’m...

By WALDO MELLON

Dear Waldo,I have been married for thirty-six years, yet I had never seen my husband cry until his best friend Coco died. At Coco’s funeral, I thought my husband was choking on a bug because it was hot and there were gnats. But then he began whinnying...