I've Decided That Perhaps I'm Bulimic And

I Think We Need A 12-step Group For Non-stop Talkers. We're Going To Call It On And On Anon.

My Mom Is One Of Those Really Angry Moms Who Gets Mad At Absolutely Everything. Once When I Was A Little Kid, I Accidentally Knocked A Flintstones Glass Off The Kitchen Table. She Said, 'well, Dammit, We Can't Have Nice Things.'

It Is The Best Part Of The Night. The Classic Interactive Lines Are 'where Are You From? What Do You Do For A Living?' I Almost Always Get Something Interesting.

I'll Probably Never Have Children Because I Don't Believe In Touching People For Any Reason.

I Confess That When I First Read That Smog Is Particularly Hazardous To Children, Senior Citizens, And Physically Active People, For A Brief Moment I Thought, “i’m In The Clear For At Least 10 More Years.”