If you go with Marshall McLuhan's theory that the medium is the message, as soon as you're hosting a blooper show, you're done.

Found a bunch of old shower caps in my house. Was gonna throw them out but realized they make excellent porta potties for long road trips.

I become a chameleon for wherever I am.

The squirrel in my yard really knows his way around the neighborhood.

I wouldn't hurt a flea. I'd finger a spider though.

Sundays are a good day to look at the limitless possibilities of the week ahead. The key is to prolong that feeling by not reading the news.

I like to approach every day like it's my first, so this morning when I woke up I covered my body with red gelatin.