Day 144

Trixie sat and contemplated her options. She was beginning to realize that no matter how hard she pumped her legs, the swing wasn't going anywhere.

Day 140

Dress rehearsal was not going according to plan; the possibility that the rabbit would actively resist going into the hat had never crossed Gerald's mind.

Day 139

Ever the supportive friend, Marcie knew just what to do. She brought Stacy a shoulder to cry on, an assortment of hats, and a stiff drink.

Day 111

For Lori, this was the last straw. She'd have to call the caterers and tell them that black olives would be banned from all future corporate retreats.

Day 83

Joe had been so sure that if he were a cool biker dude, he could get chicks. He had the jacket, he had the helmet, he had the glasses, and now he even had the bike; somehow, he still wasn't getting the results he'd expected.

Day 82

So far, Biff was unimpressed with the surfing conditions in North Texas.

Day 52

Lysa hated it when the kids left the toy room looking like a train wreck. At this rate, she'd never get to bed.

Day 32

Indy rolled over onto his back in frustration and defeat. He could manage "Left foot green," but "Right hand yellow" was NOT going to happen. Maybe this just wasn't his game.