Tag Archives: humor

Dear Waffle House,

If lovin’ you is wrong, then I don’t wanna to be right.

Sincerely,

Eric Robert Nolan



“I wonder if you practice this pose?”

My BritBud Jaine asked me that after snapping this photo of a poet’s bust in her local park. She’s evidently suggesting that this is the impression that I leave with others? (Those English lasses are wisenheimers, I tell ya.)

Anyway, the poet in question is Honorat de Bueil de Racan. (Don’t ask me to pronounce that.) The bust is located at the Jardin des Prebendes park in France. (My buddy lives near there now.)



“Give ’em hell, 54th!!!”

When you play the game of Nolans, you win or you die. There is no middle ground.



The spiders here are doing their level best to help curb the dread lanternfly population.

Well done, ArachSirs.



Arrested Texas Goat-Herder Looks Like My Girlfriend When She Was in High School.

I am still not convinced it ISN’T you, Allison.

(Or I.V.S.)

Ever try to draft a poem and everything you write sounds like crap?

I call it Irritable Vowel Syndrome.



Less than a month after Independence Day, the monarchs have returned.

My backyard’s all aflutter with them.