Christmas is a stocking stuffed with sugary goodness.
Did I end up finding a little blue pill to cure America's electoral dysfunction? Unfortunately, it's not that simple.
If there's one thing that everyone can agree on, it's that, right or wrong, they hate the press.
I bruise like a grape.
I wish I had played team sports. I think every kid should. Teamwork builds character - teaches people about leadership and cooperation.
I know a lot about a few things - mostly useless things.
One Christmas my father kept our tree up till March. He hated to see it go. I loved that.
It's much easier to make jokes about sensitive issues if there is some dissent, some conflict.
I think that Obama is very cool. And I think he's clever, and I think he can be witty. But I don't think he's funny in either the way that Reagan was funny - or John McCain and Dick Cheney are both funny in that ruthless, kind of mean way.
No, no, no separate but equal... never the twain shall meet. And the pendulum kept swinging and it came to rest in the bastard hybrid known as the Daily Show.
I'm always working on a few different stories at once, so there's always some really big coffee table book I'm carrying around.
I was not a jock in high school. I know, you're shocked.
I have a Keurig coffee maker, which is really kind of a luxury. It was given to me by an ex. I realized when I'm feeling sentimental, I'll gently, tenderly press the button. Then when I remember he dumped me, I punch it.
Something that came as a shock to me is that we do not have a constitutional right to vote. And that's not just a fun little historical factoid. It actually has huge ramifications. It's the reason our system is so decentralized - in other words, chaotic.
I love Christmas. Frosty the Snowman, peace on Earth and mangers, Salvation Army bell ringers and reindeer, the movie 'Meet Me in St. Louis,' office parties and cookies.
My sophomore year I spent exactly one day on the JV football team. It was the tryout day.
I can't be everything to everyone. Send me your specs.
I'm in fact a hair under six feet, but I'm very svelte. People would never see me if I turned sideways.
It's interesting, because I tend to trust a man with big ears.
A young imagination is bold, likes to make bigger leaps. It likes to, well, imagine that the dustbuster is a dinosaur; that the computer mouse is a hotrod; that the box is a cave; that the rawhide is a torch... or a baton... or something.
