She said, "Don't I know you from the cinematographer's party?"
I said, "Who am I to blow against the wind?"
It’s Monday Seagull from Canada. Do you remember me? I’m the one who left you that glass of sarsaparilla along with the big bowl of Golden Grahams (I figure you must get sick of milk and cookies).
How are you? Hoping you and Mrs. Claus are healthy, wealthy and wise. I saw a few of your recent Instagram posts. Have you lost some weight?
Listen, I’m gonna be upfront. I haven’t been on my best behaviour this past…
Once, when I was eighteen, I ate a sandwich too quickly and developed a horrible case of the hiccups. Ridding myself of the condition wasn't usually a problem, but this particular case was troublesome as none of my usual tricks (e.g., eating peanut butter, holding my breath, tiny sips of water) were proving effective.
Twenty-four hours later, with still no change, I grew worried and sought medical advice. A doctor (probably suspecting my case as psychosomatic) prescribed me some very…