I know all the tropes about things that get better with age, like cheese and wine. Does anyone else notice that these examples happen in cellars?
Read MoreNow, don’t put down the paper and run out to buy a card for your bestie that reads, “I love you as much as my elastic-waist sweatpants!”
Read MoreWhile my brain was calculating how to quit my fledgling career, I am pretty sure my sister was pondering the criminal ramifications of sororicide.
Read MoreWriting the seemingly direct, but deceptively dangerous, goal, “Lose weight,” after eating a gingerman and a board foot of yule log, followed by a chaser of eggnog, is nothing but hilarious.
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