Television news cracks me up
Seen today on the twelve o’clock news: A placard teasing the upcoming stories, in this order: • Paris Hilton • Breastfeeding • Scrap Metal
comedy news
Author: theogeo
Cats. Typefaces. Bad jokes.
birthdays friends movies project 365
Day 210 — Balls
[for Sunday, July 29] Kristin and Lonnie are in town for a few days to visit and go see the White Stripes tomorrow. Yesterday, we went to see the Simpsons movie (my verdict: Meh; too much Homer, not enough of the other characters, etc., but the animation was lovely on the IMAX screen) and then, afterward, when we realized Rendezvous was closed and when the Flying Fish was packed, we ducked into Automatic Slim’s for…
project 365
Day 209 — Whisky Sour
[for Saturday, July 28] This is Saturday’s photo on a technicality only — it was taken in the wee hours of Saturday morning, in between shots of Cuervo and bites of cheese sticks at the Deli. Project 365
randomosity
Mmmmm, chicken
I’m posting this from my living room. Turns out the blown fuse was so old that it crumbled when I tried to unscrew it, causing all the pretty fireworks. A new fuse has been professionally installed, and an on-call electrician is now $170 richer for five minutes of his time.
Needy McComplainsalot
It’s noon and guess who’s not here
If you said “the electrician,” you’re so right it makes me want to vomit. In fact, an electrician won’t be coming until Monday. I take no comfort in knowing that I totally called it, especially since I’ll be having visitors tomorrow through the middle of next week. I mean, of course we wouldn’t sit around and watch TV the whole time, but it might have been nice to have the option. So, anyone know of…
I'm posting about my damn cats again Jack project 365
Day 207 — Swipe
[for Thursday, July 26] My cat eats paper and he would appreciate it if you would not come near him while he’s doing so. Project 365
Needy McComplainsalot
I should move
If I happened to be in charge of an old apartment building and one of my tenants told me she’d tried to change a blown fuse — in a fusebox in the very small wood-lined closet — and the damn thing sparked and popped when she touched it, I would probably fall all over myself trying to get someone out to have a looksee at the problem. Clearly I’m not cut out to manage anything,…
drunkblogging Memphis
Voting is important. And stuff.
It’s 3 a.m. I’m not technically sober. I’m perched on three pillows on my computer chair so I can reach the keyboard. And it’s time to vote on some best-of Memphis stuff. So, have at it.
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