I submitted a letter to the editor to The Washington Post.
It’s a long shot. But I might as well go for the brass ring before something in this dystopian world kills me.
Tag Archives: humor
“Barilla!”
Barillaaaaaaaa! I made Farfalle from Barillllaaaaaaaaa!!
And then I stuffed my face
because this pasta tastes
so goooooooooooood!!!!
* — to be sung to the tune of “Maria” from “West Side Story”
And we still haven’t gotten any flappers yet.
THIS GILDED AGE.
More evidence that Slim Jims are a superfood — the box doubles as a handy pen holder.
I feel frikkin’ GROSS.
Here’s the thing about a healthy diet — you avoid greasy foods.
But then when you DO treat yourself to a precious cheeseburger, you feel like you just drank an oil-slick milkshake with a chaser of cooking spray.
Update — ET TU, CHEESEBURGER?!
When your Love loves puns.
I’ve finally met a woman whose puns are as every bit as bad as mine are. Now I want to run away with her to Maine.
I want to make her my Maine Squeeze.
Or my sole mate.
It’s 2/22/2022.
If you know me at all, then you know I have to post a picture of Harvey Dent (“Two-Face”) on my blog and social media.
Cover to “Batman: Two-Face,” Brian Stelfreeze, 1995. DC Comics.
The Positive Prognosis Rhyming Couplet:
Oh golden, sunlit, dazzling day
When you find out that your friend’s okay! 😉 🙂
Photo credit: Harry Popoff, CC BY 2.0 <https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.0>, via Wikimedia Commons
I’m a little late to the party on the whole “Gazpacho Police” thing …
I dino why this keeps happening.
I got teased a little for eating scrambled eggs and ketchup yesterday; a couple of friends of mine opined that it was a kids’ meal.
Today I discovered that the chicken tenders I bought are in dinosaur shapes.
If the universe is trying to send me a message here, I’m not sure what it is.
Update: if you melt cheese over them they look like they’re stuck in the La Brea Tar Pits.
