Parental control filters on computers can be fun, too. Another editor was working from home, where she has two teen daughters. She called to ask me if something was wrong with my camera, as the photos she was getting had these terrible splotches and blotches all over them. We finally figured out that her parental control program was obliterating any skin or flesh anywhere but on faces on the assumption that the photos were – ahem – of the naughty variety. The photos were from a summer church picnic! We referred to those as “The Presbyterian P*rno” — in-house, of course.

“Query: What’s That Smell? Linda Formichelli.” – Thanks for the laugh! I once sent in a list of tips I’d collected from the sheriff’s department on educating parents about ‘Stranger Danger.’ What did I call it? “How to Keep Your Kids Safe from the Guilford County Sheriff’s Department.” It didn’t even strike me until my editor called and, through her laughter, said, ‘Pull up that document you just sent me.’ The instant I saw the title, I wanted to dive under my desk! We giggled and snorted about that for a week!

It sold to Women’s Health!