Noelle Anderson

Thanks for your email!

Picasso says, “Every act of creation is first an act of destruction.” Well, he doesn’t say it anymore, though. He’s been dead for awhile, so speaking is nothing short of difficult. In fact, I’m completely unsure of the number of times he did say it. Or if

I put on my dad’s robe this morning. It’s plaid with blues and grays and blacks criss-crossing over a fabric that is too soft to be made from natural fibers. It has a nice long belt that, decades ago, would have been made into a headband to wear

Folks, I love the McRib. If you have been wondering how this sandwich keeps popping up, your search for the truth has come to an end. Through visualization and the irrefutable law of attraction, I have pulled the McRib back to us once again, at all participating locations. My friends,

Nine years ago, I cracked my tooth on a snack of chips and guacamole. Yesterday, I had it pulled. I have my reasons. First, I’ve lived half of my life as a working, charismatic, uninsured actor. I’ve always had food to eat and a roof over my head

I spent the past week wishing I could write something. Like a cute story that has a lesson wrapped up in the antics of a new puppy, or how the pure and powerful question of a child impacted an unsuspecting adult. Even better, a story about a kid AND a

I’m going to the polls tomorrow. I thought a lot about mailing in my vote, or voting early in-person. I am forever grateful to live in a country – even one marred by the Promethean scars of organized inequality – where I am able to do either.  They are logical, sensible

I threw my back out on Thursday. If it didn’t hurt so much, I would be proud to have one of the top 5 sitcom-related injuries, and would be looking forward to 22-25 minutes of quirky hi-jinks. But since my life isn’t produced by Warner Bros. Television, I’