They say a dog’s nose inhales information the way people read. So when I see Moon sniffing, I figure he’s perusing the books of other dogs.
I’m doing a scientific study in my apartment, tracking the lifecycle of a dust bunny, trying to understand how they reproduce so quickly.
She blinked and teetered. I could see she realized something was wrong with her story, but she couldn’t quite grasp it.
I’d like to see a nightly news program performed by the Sesame Street characters. Having plush puppets deliver the news could reduce my anxiety.
For many people the influence of Mercury is not an arguable point. They are quite certain they know what they’re talking about.
I assumed the word cupidity had something to do with Cupid, that plump little angel who pierces our hearts arrows of love. But Cupid has a dark side.
Why would I want to live to be 165 in a world where my iPhone doesn’t work and all my friends are dead?