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One of the most fun things I’ve ever done as a dad was insist to my kindergartner over the course of several weeks that I was playing Mrs. Potts in her school’s production of Beauty and the Beast, to the point that the day she saw it she was 50/50 that it was gonna be true.

I think the most troubling street sign is “No turn on red when pedestrians present” because, uh, what are you implying would be allowable if the sign wasn’t there?

Every night we must ask ourselves: is being healthy and liking yourself better or worse than getting mildly buzzed for like 40 minutes before you have to sleep anyway?

Every time I see the name Kevin Warsh I have one thought, which is: “Darkness warshed over The Dude. Darker’n a black steer's tookus on a moonless prairie night.”

Solid if vaguely racist job by the organ player at wrigley, cuing up the “Anthony works in a grocery store” melody from Movin’ Out for Volpe.

How surprised would you (the royal “you”) be to discover that I am playing rhythm guitar and providing lead and backing vocals for a group doing Wilco covers and we have a show in two weeks?

Every time I hear someone who isn’t a Yankee fan talk about the Yankees they talk about how their bullpen is a strength but then you talk to literally any Yankee fan and they’re like no they’re actually the reason we’re screwed