Mr. September

On the ninth day of Sexmas, I delivered to mommy…. Tom Selleck calling. I really do have a hard time telling the difference between Tom Selleck and Burt Reynolds. I guess Tom is hairier… How could we gauge this? Quick – someone invent a Hairometer so you can guess your HMI (Hair Mass Index). I […]

Mr. March

Earlier this week, I was invited to one of those obligatory holiday office party by a pharmaceutical consulting company that hires me for graphic design work. Since I know everyone at this company on a professional level, I was really surprised when one of these techies asked me about my “Sexmas Calendar“. Of course, those two little words caught the entire […]

New York, New York II: Pepper Spray

“I can’t belief you vould drag me up dis early for a stupid trip,” my mother said as we walked towards the main entrance of the Middlesex Mall. Even the security guard looked sleepy as he unlocked the doors and ushered us into the empty corridor. I however, was wide-eyed and bushy-tailed. I was going […]

Bath Time

Growing up, bathing was always an issue. Nagymama felt that excessive baths led to: -Red Hair (which makes you look like a whore) -All your hair falling out (well, at least it won’t be red anymore) -Kidney infections (resulting in death) I was allowed to take a bath once a week, but showering was forbidden. Nagymama […]

“Wives’ Tales” Contest

The whole series of Andrea’s amazing  “Lessons from My Mother” embroideries got me wondering if you are related to someone superstitious or know someone that has any of these batty theories! So, I’m holding a contest! Post any of your hilarious or interesting wives’ tales, superstitions, and general hilarity right here – the winner will get […]