To heck with it, I'm feeling expansive and uncynical. Congrats to both moms!

When I was a teenager, my grandfather (my mom's dad) started suffering from dementia and came to live at our house for a few years. It was a nice time being with him, but it was also sad, watching him decline. The dementia went mostly as expected; strangely misplaced items, general confusion. But there was one really…

I was staying in a hotel last year and was up working very late into the night. Finally, around 3 or 4am, I turned off the light and tried to get some sleep. The thing is, as soon as I did, I heard breathing. Rhythmic breathing, coming from the corner of the room. I tried to pretend it was the heater or a noise…

Okay,

It's coming from inside your butt!

I once heard a ghost fart.

You DO know her filmography extends beyond The Help, yeah?

um.