Monthly Archives: April 2010

I’m terrible at board games. Look at me: trying to roll doubles to bust outta jail, putting down bill or door on a no-word score, and frantically stabbing my pencil at my scribbly drawing over and over while the hourglass … Continue reading →

It’s the grocery bag of paper towels, the suitcase of socks, or the moving box of mittens. AWESOME! Join us in Toronto for The Book of Awesome book party. –Email message– “Hey Neil, I found your site in China Daily … Continue reading →

Mmmm, girl. You know it and I know it: that zip-zippery sound of winding anything up is a slow building crescendo of anticipation. You crank the plastic walking toy, spin the garden hose wheel, or twist the egg timer tightly … Continue reading →

Jam your elbows in that stomach, breathe in those shampoo fumes, and squeeze your knees into the puffy cushions while spooning into a quick catnap on the couch. As drool drips, skin warms, and a slippery sweatfilm slides between you, … Continue reading →

What’s your glue movie? For me, I’m completely sucked in anytime I accidentally stumble on A League of Their Own while flipping channels. Yes, watching Tom Hanks and Geena Davis scratch out wins on the ball diamond always hooks me … Continue reading →

You’re a human pillow. Feel that tiny heart beating on your chest, that strawberry-sized hand gripping your finger, and those baby powder breaths softly whispering in and out… When you were a little baby you fell asleep on people all … Continue reading →

Do you play golf? Me, I’ve tried a couple times but it’s always the same: I lace up some stained sneakers, borrow rusty clubs from someone’s basement, and then scrounge around the parking lot for some dented balls for my … Continue reading →

Get your groove on strong. Yes, lock that door, shutter those blinds, and crank that bumping thumping music, baby. Because it’s time to get down with the get down: • The Microphone. Wooden spoons are ideal but there are good … Continue reading →

Thanks, universe. Once in a while you send big blinking signs that everything’s unfolding according to plan. Yes, whether it’s a supersmooth drive home, some eerie deja vu, or a  perfect time showing up on the clock, you drop buzzy … Continue reading →

Dive in. Scoring some sweet and salty rings hidden in your fries is the fast food equivalent finding a treasure chest at the bottom of the sea. Suddenly you’re an explorer stumbling upon a lost shipwreck way, way down in … Continue reading →