The Bed List

Dear Santa,mimi has been very good this year. May I please have one of these in my Christmas stocking?
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The Dinner List

I’ve been laughing with Steve Martin since I was in junior high school. That would be during the arrow-through-the-head years. Turns out there’s a lot more to the funny man than “King Tut.” He’s a writer with a wry look at the world (if you haven’t read Shopgirl, please do), a playwright, an art collector, and a Grammy-winning banjo player. Steve Martin lines about everything from Googlephonics...
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The Bed List

Gerard Butler…(release long sigh). Scottish. Handsome. Muscles. Wicked twinkle in his eye. Plus, he had the good sense not to take up with Jennifer Aniston despite clamoring urge from tabloid media to do so. (Really, what is it about her? I just don’t get it.) You just know he’d be a rollicking good time. And I do mean rollicking.
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The Bed List

It’s election season, and whenever politics gets stupid and creepy (okay, stupider and creepier than usual), that’s the time to tune in more regularly to Jon Stewart on The Daily Show.One thing about getting older (coming soon!) is the realization that hot means nothing unless you have a brain to go with. Luckily, Mr. Stewart racks up the points in both areas. Early-grey...
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Biscuit Worthy

I can’t remember where I picked it up, but the Bed/Dinner List game always provides some interesting conversation in that lull between clearing the plates and dishing up the pie. Here’s how you play: Name a well-known man, then say whether he’d be named to the Bed List (i.e., you’d go to bed with him and not kick him out, crackers be damned) or the Dinner List...
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