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That would be unsettling.

This has been happening occasionally for the last 5 or 6 years and I can’t really find a reason for it. Sometimes when I dream there is a reoccurring character in my dream. No matter what the dream is about, every month or two this young woman appears in my dream and the encounter with her is always the same. In the

Me too. The image of that door bending inward still gets me.

You have to include Martin from Downward Dog. He was fantastic.

You know how a frog that big builds his own pond? By stomping a mud hole in your ass, that’s how.

Pretty sure it’s when you get a lap dance from a first cousin while you’re sitting on a tailgate of a truck. Or is that a Mississippi Mud Slide?

Stood next to Don Ameche at a crosswalk on Michigan Avenue in Chicago one morning. Then walked with him another three blocks before he turned and went into a building.

Back when I was younger and thinner and worked at a movie theatre I decided to dress as a mummy. My mom worked at a hospital and brought home a few dozen rolls of gauze for me to wrap up. With nothing but some tighty-whities as a base, I rolled every inch of my skinny body with gauze. I looked great. The awkward part

I used to always tell any of my scouts that were afraid of the dark that they’d be ok as long as they could her the bugs. If the bugs ever shut up, then that’s when the monsters were around.

Need to add McCormick Cuban Seasoning to this list.

I got the impression that she might be William’s grown daughter. Her knowledge of how things work in the park, her distrust of the hosts and her quick resourcefulness made me think it’s her.

I’ve posted this before, but repeating myself never stopped me from telling a story. Stopped at an intersection on a Thursday afternoon in downtown Columbiana, AL and across the street on the sidewalk is someone dressed in a full penguin suit standing next to a guy is a Mexican serape and sombrero holding what looks

Food that’s already in your mouth is perfectly acceptable.

Disgusting but also a little impressive. I guess the tricky part would be holding the apple in your mouth until you got things tucked away and your pants zipped. Unless, and I don’t even want to think about it, he set the apple down to do that. Ugh.

Well it did until just a few minutes ago. Thanks a helluva lot.

Two things I never bring into the bathroom is food and phone. Some things just don’t belong in the inner sanctum.

Can confirm. Hurts like hell.

CBS This Morning always has the best segment music.

That was the John Dickerson interview.

That look was absolutely the best.