Tag Archives: humor

Bob Dylan and Wanda Maximoff are BOTH disappointed.

I am remiss.

Those hurricanes came and went, wreaking havoc, and not once did I try to avert disaster with a magic Sharpie.



(I could be just pareinoid.)

Seems like everyone online is talking about pareidolia.

I see a pattern developing here.



(Either way, it stinks.)

I’m not sure which is more tragic — when people go bad or when pork chops do.



AI dunno.

The problem with AI is that it looks so much like “Al” (short for “Albert”).

I keep worrying over this one mysterious prick who apparently steals everyone’s creative work and then coldly plots to kill us all.



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Throwback Thursday: Who is that dark-haired man?

Not a single strand of gray.  This was 2016.

Time is a cruel mistress, folks.

Never cry Woolf.

I was planning to dress up for halloween as Virginia Woolf this year, but then I ditched the idea.  Who’s afraid of Virginia Woolf?



Roanoke channels Alfred Hitchcock.

A cacaphony of birds announces its presence on Salem Avenue in Roanoke, Virginia.  October 2024.



Not thrilled about getting older, but here we AARP.

Que sera serAARP?




Was it Opposite Day in the marketing department?

Trojans — why did they name a condom after a group of people who let an enemy slip through their defenses?



Even Jung was once a child –a Jung child.