Magic is always impossible.

Yesterday I went to the New York Pops' Salute to Jim Henson. I breathed the same air as Kermit the Frog, and while I cried, I did not actually hyperventilate or faint, so I think I behaved pretty maturely.

There are plenty of other things I could discuss, but none are half so important- or as life-changing- as that.

I have to tell you, he's even cuter in person.