My Best friend…..
Tuesday, September 9th, 2008My best friend has a wooden leg and a real foot. He’s an AM radio radio Dee Jay in New York city, whenever he drives through a tunnel, you can’t hear him talk.
Archive for September, 2008
Fishing With Sandy…..
Sunday, September 7th, 2008Fishing With Sandy
Broken rods are a small price to pay
Ian Frazier, left, “simply could not be bothered” to pose for a photo with Jack Handey. (Meredith Jenks)
IAN “SANDY” FRAZIER is not only a great writer; he also happens to be my best fishing buddy in the whole world. Even though his real name is [...]
So I’m sitting on the john at the mall…..
Sunday, September 7th, 2008
So I’m sitting on the john at the mall. There’s someone in the stall next to me and I hear “hey how ya doin”. I’m a little put off, but I answer “I’m OK, the guy then says “how’s everything going” now, it’s starting to freak me out but I respond “just fine”. Then he [...]
Whenever you read…..
Sunday, September 7th, 2008Whenever you read a good book, it’s like the author is right there, in the room talking to you, which is why I don’t like to read good books.
I think the mistake…..
Sunday, September 7th, 2008I think the mistake a lot of us make is thinking the state-appointed shrink is our friend.
Maybe in order to understand…..
Sunday, September 7th, 2008Maybe in order to understand mankind, we have to look at the word itself: “Mankind”. Basically, it’s made up of two separate words - “mank” and “ind”. What do these words mean ? It’s a mystery, and that’s why so is mankind.
Whenever I see an old lady…..
Sunday, September 7th, 2008“Whenever I see an old lady slip and fall on a wet sidewalk, my first instinct is to laugh. But then I think, what if I was an ant, and she fell on me. Then it wouldn’t seem quite so funny
I believe in making…..
Sunday, September 7th, 2008“I believe in making the world safe for our children, but not our children’s children, because I don’t think children should be having sex.”
What is it about a beautiful…..
Sunday, September 7th, 2008“What is it about a beautiful sunny afternoon, with the birds singing and the wind rustling through the leaves, that makes you want to get drunk?”
Somebody told me…..
Sunday, September 7th, 2008“Somebody told me it was frightening how much topsoil we are losing each year, but I told that story around the campfire and nobody got scared”