It occurs to me that this week I turned in a newspaper column about see-through yoga pants to run on Easter Sunday.
Is that a bad thing?
If the yoga pants were too much for your delicate sensibilities, try a couple of my Easter classics.
The first is a rather funny piece about the creeping commercialization of Easter entitled “Big Easter.“
And, of course, how could you forget my exclusive 2005 interview with the Easter Bunny himself.