Has anyone ever been able to eat an entire soft serve ice cream cone without it dripping on their hands?

I felt a real letdown the other day when my odometer changed from 99,999 to 100,000 miles — and I missed it. I knew it was coming, but I wasn’t looking at the dashboard at the instant it changed. In fact, I didn’t notice it until it hit 100,002 miles. Sure, it’s not the same with a digital display as it was when the old analog dials all clicked up to a nice, round number, but I was still disappointed.

It’s hard to believe I’ve managed to live more than six decades without my refrigerator ever being connected to the internet.

Interviews with actors and showrunners midway through a TV show’s run never offer any insight because no one (except the interviewer) wants to spill the beans on what’s still to come. And that’s a good thing.