A long time ago, at a newspaper far, far away, I wrote my first humor column. Back then, I didn’t make fun of myself, like I do now. Instead, I made fun of celebrities and movies and TV shows. Most famously, I once made fun of a big purple dinosaur.
It’s Saturday afternoon and you are in dire need of a change in your weekend routine. You’d like to go out for a good meal, maybe a cold beer — but what if you’ve got a house full of kids to consider, or not all of your friends like to drink? What to do?
The blood was still churning in the water and the bikini-clad, blonde damsel had just barely escaped the jaws of the man-eating (or, in this case, woman-eating) great white shark when my 8-year-old daughter used a handful of buttered popcorn to steal my attention away from the movie screen.