If you're like me I'm sure you have picture identification. Why? Because you wish to drive (legally), cash checks or cheques (also legally) or get into bars (hopefully legally, but let's not kid each other).

Earlier today, during an impromptu packing session, I witnessed much of what I own being folded into suitcases. That's when it occurred to me, hang on a second, I'm hungry.

As a longstanding, if not highstanding entrepreneur, I'm always looking for a way to make a nut. Northwest Airlines has embraced me and my philosophy.

Northwest Airlines, long been renowned for their nuts and airplanes, has moved to the forefront in placating passengers with their latest potentially risky move. Sure, they have newspapers and beverages, but when you're flying this close to heaven, now they give you a little taste of it.

Stratosphere, Earth - Many of you have seen airplanes before, either on the ground of curiously suspended high in the air. I had a chance to experience one of these miraculous rattle-traptions myself, so I crawled all over it.

If you wish to tour Shanghai, avoid the crowded tour groups or the frightening get unlost method. To truly do it right, you'll need to do it like a real American.

With all the hype going around about this literacy thing I've heard so much about I figured I'd give it a whirl. Besides, illiteracy apparently looks bad on a newsman's résumé.

As my stay in Shanghai lengthens I'm getting more chances to get out and experience the rich history and cultural attractions the central kingdom has to offer, but I'm still a kid at heart.

I'm always looking for better ways of eating and improved means of making a disaster. Chopsticks, it would seem, fit both bills swimmingly.

While many international sectors are enjoying recovery, others are not fairing as well. It's no surprise Nigerian e-fraud is down 80%, but what did surprise me was the softening of black market adoptions.

Life can be hectic and mine is no exception. From busy deadlines to my private lessons there is so much I have to get done in the day and sometimes there doesn't seem to be enough hours for all of it, but still I make time to stop and eat the roses.

If you're anything like me, which I'm pretty sure you are not, you are a man of mischief. Daring, unpredictable, intriguing, and dashingly handsome. For mischief-makers ready to take it to the next level, this one goes out to you.

I thought this sort of thing only happened in movies, you know, where you break out your most wicked moves and people clear a circle and just watch you go; but I was wrong, delighted, and spectacular.

For decades amusement park goers were subjected to the dull, humdrum entertainment of bland attractions like Six Flags, Universal Studios, Euro-Disney and cable television. Technology has really outdone itself this time as my friend the plasti-monkey can attest.

When I signed up to go the zoo they told me it was "a ways out." When they said something about a "real bear," I assumed they meant a literal one, not just the metaphorical type.

Of the few remaining panda bears in existence, I have now seen one. While I had already seen a good many in plush form of various size and quality, I was unprepared for how big and mangy it would actually be.

I've travelled couples of zoos all over the world, from home to wherever I am now and presumably back again. There are so many wild and exotic creatures to feast your eyes upon, but there is one special creature you don't want to miss, the tiny fish of gold.

As a seasoned celebrity and lifelong public figure I'm no stranger to popularity, but just like has-been major leaguers who head to Japan, I had no clue what was in store for me.

My love affair with the crimson spheres began about the time I arrived. Ever since then I've nary missed a chance to seek them out and beg more for my own.

As a world-travelling connoisseur of whatever is put in front of me I've eaten everything from asparagus to zwieback crackers. In all my gobblicious endeavors I've never found a food I didn't like... until now.

In your homeland it's not tough for most people to be fashionable but, when travelling abroad, it can be tricky as a weasel to do it right.

Every day I'm getting smarter and smarterer. It's not my fault though, I'm not even trying very hard. It's like I'm some kind of knowledge camel endlessly drinking from the ocean of wisdom, except I'm not a camel and I don't need as much water.

Nobody look alarmed or act funny but, I think I'm being followed. It's not that I have any proof and I really can't say why I think it, but something tells me "they" are on to me.

Yesterday -- or a million years ago; I'm not sure which -- I reported that I thought I was being followed. Today, thanks to an independent photographer I hired to look into the matter, my suspicions have been confirmed.

Warnings had been made and restated but to no avail as earlier today an unbelieving child picked up a telephone and started dialing random numbers.

It seems you can't turn a corner anymore without hearing something about how you need to be slim to be beautiful. Between the drug addicts gracing Cosmo and the mythical woman propagated by the Barbie franchise it's no wonder we're confused.

As much as I love to plan my day I've also learned to remain not just bendy but truly flexible. Like when I'm taking a bath and it becomes journalism time, I'm good to go. Life is just like that for me.

Now I know what you're thinking, you're thinking that I already ran this article yesterday. That's where you'd be mistaken. You see, I disremembered that I'd penned the article so I wrote it again from scratch. Then I just couldn't decide between the two, so here we are, Article Two:

For anyone who's ever worked in a city but lived in a suburb, you know how nice it can be to live near the office.

As I grow older my tastes and habits sure do change. I used to eat anything, now I don't. I used to crawl but now I walk. I once would listen but now I talk. Times and tastes may change but one thing I don't see myself outgrowing is the joy of being toted about.

As a world traveler I am always interested in being somewhere new and getting there via the road less traveled. When I decided to go to Mordor, popularized by the Lord of the Rings vacation documentary series, I decided once again to take that less traveled road.

I've travelled high, low, and many places in betwixt and I've got to tell ya, some roads are not just rocky but truly mega-bouldersome. Today I review one such road.