Tag Archives: humor

Bysshe, PLEASE.

Feelin’ cute, might construct a statue of Ozymandias later.

Something to make ye Mighty look on and despair.  IDK.



(Nerd Nolan’s 1990’s Nostalgia Nod.)

Age 52: Electric Boogaloo.

Workin’ on those gray streaks like Hunter Rose.


“I survived a nail trim.”

This item at a Roanoke pastry shop reads “I survived a nail trim.”

There’s a lesson here for writers, though – if you’re unsure of your font or word spacing, ass a friend.



“Would you like to know more?”

If there is an emblem for bachelorhood, I’m pretty sure this is it.

It’s like the Westerosi sigil for House Unmarried.  (A delicious sigil.)

But, damn, I miss the baked mac-and-cheese served at Mary Washington College.  I know I’m not the only one.



(Please don’t deck me.)

Pal of mine built a custom deck for his backyard; he got offended when I referred to it as a “porch.”

Admittedly, it was a porch choice of words.



Thankee Sai.

Thank you to everybody who made my birthday a happy one yesterday, including the many cool people who called or sent messages.

You brought a smile to an old man’s face.  😉



An octopus omelette is an octomelette.

Because omelettepus sounds too weird.

Don’t lie.  You know you want some.


Mozzarella-cheeseburger with spaghetti sauce.

It’s … Irish-Italian fusion cooking, or something.

Delicious.  It’s delicious; let’s just leave it at that.

By the way … asking someone to pronounce the word “spaghetti” is a reliable way of testing whether or not they are a vampire.