One of my favorite things to do is make fun of myself, and it’s partly because I make it so darn easy.
After all, I provide an endless stream of fodder for my own jokes, like the fact that I wear pajamas every day, all day. Or the many times I have gotten drunk and performed tragic reenactments of my favorite songs during karaoke. Or the time I texted my old boss and her husband with the simple words, “love you,” because I mistakenly thought I was texting Greg. [Read more...]