You can barely make out the flicker of candlelight from the shadows around the corner and you wondering if you should go and investigate (a seance?) when you hear the soft strains of melodic sex oozing from the record player. Sade. Your spoon stops in mid air. Oh no.
Psychologists, well-meaning intellectuals, and exasperated teachers will claim that the class clown is a disruptive, annoying problem-child who is disguising deep emotional pain by acting like an amateur comedian just to get attention.
As we prepare for the end of The Colbert Report, it is time to reflect on exactly what we are losing as Stephen Colbert retires his character and moves on to host The Late Show.
There was the year my finger got stuck between the tree and the stand. And the year we carefully secured the tree onto the top of our minivan only to discover that we'd tied the wonderfully convenient sliding doors shut -- with the baby in the baby carrier still outside.
Santa Claus, Santa Claus, Santa's a chick, Ain't that a kick, Santa's a chick, Bakin' and wrappin' and deckin' the hall, With her wine bottle!
As Max Frisch said: "Technology [is] the knack of so arranging the world that we don't have to experience it."
Sometimes in life, crap comes your way. You can run from it, you can try to cover it up, but the stench is still there. Even if no one else notices, you know and that's more than enough to deal with.
MEMORANDUM: Please do not eat those little mini hot dogs while calling the President socialist, fascist, communist, or other words ending in -st, as saliva-saturated, half-chewed food remnants tend to travel quickly from one's angrily-frothing lips.
"The Big Book of Parenting Tweets" is a new collection of 300 Tweets from funny people on Twitter who also happen to be parents, curated by Kate Hall, creator of the popular Hall of Tweets blog. It's hilarious.
I've figured out the secret to having perfect hair every day, and it is neither wigs, large hats, nor burkas.
It's the thought that counts when it comes to Christmas gifts, but what happens when someone's thought has led to one of the worst things you've ever opened?
I have one piece of advice for new mothers: Don't put the baby's blanket in the microwave. This is a public service announcement. It happened to me and it can happen to you.
Don't get me wrong; I LOVE the holidays. It's a wonderful time of year. I just wish I had some elves to help me get it all done.
Some students have a background or story that is so central to their identity that they believe their application would be incomplete without it. If t...