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  Jean Teasdale

  Jean Teasdale has been The Onion's resident humor and human-interest columnist since 1987. She has been married to tire technician Richard "Rick" Teasdale for nearly 20 years. She resides in the Midwest, and is nearly 40 years old.

A Room Of Jean's Own

• P.S. I Love You

  So where were you on the night of Sept. 14, when you first heard the news? Were you, like me, sitting at the kitchen table watching E! and...

• Six Things I'd Like To Do Before I Die!

  Noticed lately all these books that list various things we should see or do before we earn our angel wings? I gotta say, what a brilliant idea. It...

• We're In An Economy-Sized Pickle!

  Refusing to buy all this news about the economy being in the ol' litter box? Well, believe it. It's true! And how does your pal Jean know this?...

• You Jeanketeers Could Have Said Something Earlier, You Know!

  Know that old adage "You learn something new every day"? Well, I don't believe it's literally true; before this weekend, I, myself, had only...

• Comedy Tonight!

  I'm still not sure what possessed me to walk into Laughingstock's Comedy Club and sign up for their open-mic night. But I guess sometimes the less...

• It's Not Too Late To Join Jeansperience '07!

  Finally, after weeks and weeks of wishing and hoping and planning and dreaming, Jeansperience '07 is happening this Saturday! Needless to say, I'm...

• Not One Of Those People

  Many people believe that being a notable public figure puts you above reproach or suspicion. Not true, says your old pal Jean. How do I know this?...

• Fabulous Trash

  Hmm...let's see how I'm doing on the New Year's resolutions so far:

  Well, I'm proud to say that I've stayed true and haven't had a...

• How Very Special

  I don't have to tell you Jeanketeers that Christmas is just around the corner, which means it's time for—you got it—TV Christmas...

• Shop Worn

  As I write this, I'm at Tacky's Tavern polishing off my third Long Island iced tea. (Nope, don't adjust your volume—you heard me right!) Now, normally, I believe the best highs come from life itself. But today, your old pal Jean requires a drinky-poo the size of an aqualung! (Actually, I prefer...