I still feel pangs of remorse over an insidious habit I've had since I was a teenager. About three times a week, I attend estate auctions and make insulting, low-ball bids for prized heirlooms until I'm asked to leave.
Al Gore couldn't be more phony if he were a professional Al Gore impersonator
He lasted about as long as the dessert tray at Rosie O'Donnell's house.
Hey, what if those crop circles are just ads for Target?
Two wrongs may not make a right, but a thousand wrongs make a writer.
After 7 years of marriage, I am sure of 2 things: First, never wallpaper together and second, you'll need 2 bathrooms . . . both for her. The rest is a mystery, but a mystery I love to be involved in.