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I hate thinking of topics. And I’m a writer. It’s literally the worst part of what I do for a living, other than the pay. So the last thing I want to do over supper, when I’m not working for a few minutes, is continue to think of topics for us to talk about. Every single night. But that’s what I have to do.
I hate washing dishes. Especially on melted cheese night. My kids are melting cheese on everything.
I’m like, “Don’t have so much cheese. How about some vegetable soup?”
Every year, in honor of Presidents’ Day, I write a list of fun facts about one of our nation’s Presidents, going in order, because in general, the only non-living presidents of whom people know their contributions to American culture are Washington, Lincoln, and that time that Taft got stuck in his bathtub.
Most criminals, if you had to guess, do so for the money. Or revenge. But apparently, there are some people out there committing crimes for other reasons. Sometimes it’s hard to tell what the reasons are. Some of these people aren’t even criminals – they’re just normal people getting carried away, and then arrested. And some of these people are doing things that make you say, “But why would someone commit that crime in the first place?”
With Pesach approaching, you’re probably wondering, “What are we going to do about eggs this year? Should we raise our own chickens? It has to be cheaper.”
When I was growing up, if you were sick, you went to a doctor. Those were strange times. Nowadays, if you’re sick, the doctor doesn’t want to see you. I mean, you’re sick! If doctors saw sick people all day, every day, do you know what their life expectancy would be?
