What I feared was the onset of incontinence was simply a mid-laugh crisis.

My mother wanted me to be in the Ice Capades. Hmmm, I could have sworn she said escapades.

Actually, I am pretty good at breaking the ice.

I bought an audio book on how to read body language, by Marcel Marceau. It didn't hold my interest.

I don't know what I did in my sleep last night, but this morning, all the pictures in my mind were crooked.

I was told an easy way to remember someone's name is to visualize it on their forehead. But, what if they have bangs?