I have a folder in my office with about 400 ideas in it. So it will take me another 40 years to get through those.

I don't know about the rest of you who have little voices, but something about mine made me feel completely compelled to listen to it.

Just for fun I flew in huge banking arcs, taking deep breaths, enjoying the feel of my newly weightless hair. The stylist had called it “wind tossed.” If only she knew.

I still felt like I might hurl, and I thought about how awful that would be in midair.

I'm magnetic," she whispered, half awed and half horrified. "I hope you don't start sticking to fridges and stuff," I said in disbelief. Fang dropped down next to me, and the Gasman joined us, squishing in next to Nudge. "What's going on?" Fang asked. "I'm Magnet Girl!" Nudge said, already coming to terms with her new skill.

I don't smile as much as I should, even though I smile inside a lot.

People always come up to me and say, 'you should do standup.' It's nice to discover things about yourself. That keeps everything lively and fun.