Happiness is the ultimate goal almost all the time. We work toward Happiness in our career, in our love life, in our family life. We clean up, build things, fix stuff, take on challenges,
Bottle That Sh*t Up
I saw a great episode of Queer Eye the other day where the Fab 5 convinced these 2 charming restauranteur-sisters to bottle up their barbecue sauce and sell it. Like everyone who is touched by the Fab 5, they cried. Over a bottle of barbecue sauce.
They’d been in business fo… Read more...
Lucky Fool
To be a fool is a wonderful thing.
It means you’re naive, innocent, and trusting enough to be wooed into something out of the ordinary.
Having oatmeal fall on your head, stepping into a pair of shoes filled with shaving cream, showing up to an important meeting only to find a… Read more...
The Boogeyman, Revealed
I listened to my daughter and her friend talk about the boogeyman yesterday, in the car ride home from picking up pizza.
You’re safe as long as you stay under the covers. He won’t come and get you if you’re asleep. Yeah, only if you’re awake. And he knows th… Read more...
My Daughter Is A Disco Yeti
It’s Celebrity Day at school and, when so many kids look to pop stars for inspiration, my oldest daughter decided to wrap herself up in a white faux fur poncho and call herself a yeti, technically the Disco Yeti from Disney’s Expedition Everest roller coaster attract… Read more...
The Cliff Laugh
I laugh loud and am amused easily, which makes me the ideal member of any audience. It’s a full-body laugh that makes me hit my head on the back of the chair, even slide off onto the ground. Kids either love my laugh or are afraid of it, as it foghorns its way into the roo… Read more...
When the Machine Breaks Down
Ever notice that the audience laughs louder or claps harder when the machine breaks down?
Take Saturday Night Live, for instance. The best parts are when the comedians can’t stop laughing at their own jokes. You can hear the studio audience cracking up the whole time. Or, a… Read more...
Chewbacca Farts
While meditating, I suppress my farts to keep the space quiet but the farts bubble back up into my stomach and growl out like a beast. It sounds like that noise Chewbacca makes when complaining to Han Solo. It ends up being distracting, which of course defeats the purpose of supp… Read more...
Me & Taylor Swift
I saw a Taylor Swift concert on TV the other night.
We didn’t mean to watch it; Amazon recommended it at the end of Mama Mia and then it just started playing. I’m not gonna lie. I loved it.
By the last song, my daughter was conked out, but I was wide awake, sitting in … Read more...
Wearing Ties to Work
I work alone. That is, I have a talented team of editors and administrative staff but they work remotely which means it’s just me sitting here, at this desk, in this office.
I can wear boxer shorts, go barefoot, even have a little scotch on Friday afternoon while I tackle te… Read more...