Send in the clown

Either I’ve got a second career as a stand-up comic, or my baby daughter thinks I’m a professional clown.
Since the girl started laughing (oh, about ten days ago), she quite literally cracks up every time she sees me or hears my voice. It doesn’t matter if she’s eating, crying or completely distracted by the ceiling [...]

Hating on Jenny

I’ve never really liked Jenny McCarthy.
When she hosted that MTV show about dating, her “funny” faces inspired me to yell at my television. I hated her in her eponymous TV show, and the one after that, titled, simply, “Jenny.” I’m not ashamed to admit that I didn’t even care for her Playboy centerfolds.
But nothing, I [...]