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.