I mean, who doesn't want to try new things? The question is, however, do I want to do all of them again? The true merit lies in the willingness to try barbecued chicken testicles, not the eating of them every night. That's just weird.
I got both leading ladies to participate in my recurring feature where I ask actors random, often silly, questions taken directly from the subject matter or text of the show.
Had a bad morning? Got into a fight? Anxious about the state of the world? Not to worry! Thanks to the some carefree cats and The Eagles, you can now enjoy the effects of what feels like an all-day spa treatment. All without ever having to leave your desk and in under two minutes.
Don't let anyone tell you you're not a book lover because you have an eReader. Obviously you're a book lover, you own a device specifically for reading books!
In answer to the question, "Where's your Hobby Lobby song?"...
I have two cats. One's a bag of bones and the other's obese. I love them both, but there's a special place in my heart for the fat one. We understand each other.
If you feel the need to utter these words to a pregnant woman in your life, or, God forbid, a woman you've just met, please know that she's calculating just how far she can reach beyond her belly to strangle the life out of you.
Real talk: Ingredients on the side are not the same as ingredients on the food item. There's a psychological difference that impacts the taste. Picky appetizer people ruin meals (and lives).
Dan: Okay Trixie, after dinner, you're going to have your poop try. T: (very enthusiastically) Okay!
I never thought I was superstitious. Fridays that fell on the 13th usually ended as a great day. I didn't have triskaidekaphobia- any ill feelings to...
My GOD Oscar, I was giving you a compliment! I was saying something nice about you, TO you. Give me that. (Grabs Lego) Oscar. Listen. Do I have your attention? Good. I am proud of you for the--
@Magneto Genius/Scientist/Leader/Fluent in tons of languages/Intuit/savior of all mutants/Master Strategist/Crafter (visit my Etsy shop)/and the list ...
Due to the fact that these are all random strangers I have come to find their particularly hateful comments quite humorous. They make for laughable dinner conversation with my family and therefore I thought I would share them.
Cast: Dan=Dad , O=Son (age 5), T=Daughter (age 3).
Last year my 8-year-old son went to summer camp. It was the first time he had been away from home for more than a night. As the days passed, I began to imagine what he might write to me.
A good friend of mine who teaches walked into his classroom this afternoon to discover that one of his students had decided to enumerate their introspections on the classroom board.