Tag: random idiocy

  • what then

    I’m not sure I understand one of the arguments against the regulation of guns. Help me out here. I’ve read on teh intarwebs that The Most Holy Second Amendment says that we, the people, should all be allowed to have guns so we can shoot tyrants. Either my copy of the bill of rights is Read.

  • tanks

    I got very excited this morning about the little box on the computer screen beside the news article I was reading, headlined “World Of Tanks.” World Of Tanks! A video under the headline showed a whole mess o’ tanks racing back and forth across rocky terrain, blasting away at each other. Imagine my disappointment when Read.

  • corked

    Put a cork in it, bozo. Read.

  • pesto pasta

    I sure like saying “pesto pasta.” I’ll bet you would, too, if you gave it a try. Go ahead, try it: “Pesto pasta.” See how much fun? Pesto pasta Pesto pasta Pesto pasta Man, I could say that all day long, or until I feel like saying “spackle.” Spackle spackle spackle spackle spackle. Here’s another Read.

  • can’t hear the quiet for the trees

    Recently on an Amtrak train, a fellow passenger across the aisle from me in the Quiet Car was involved in an animated cellphone conversation about a real estate transaction. The conductor came through and said: “Sir, I must ask that you refrain from using your cellphone. You are in the Quiet Car.” Annoyed, he looked Read.

  • catastrophe

    I don’t know how many times I played this scenario out in my head: I set the coffee cup on the arm of the sofa, I sit down on the edge of the sofa, I prop the laptop on my knees, I begin to settle back, making myself comfortable, the cat decides to make himself Read.

  • turbo encabulator

    Science! [ADDED] If you went to school in the 60s and 70s, you almost certainly heard this guy’s voice telling you about the wonders of magnesium oxide, maybe with a slight tremble caused by a short loop that made the audio track in the 16mm film jump as it rattled through the projector. That, and Read.

  • linking, linking, I’ve been thinking

    You can’t imagine how cross-eyed I am right now. I spent practically the entire day with my nose against a computer monitor, making links between web pages I’d previously copied from our agency’s current web site to the future web site. I sat down at seven-ten this morning and, except for potty breaks, mid-morning cup Read.

  • free chair

    The neighbor put this chair out by the side of the road, and it’s been there ever since. Go anywhere in this town and there’s usually furniture by the side of the road, but it usually doesn’t last as long as this chair has. Someone comes along and decides it would look great in their Read.

  • goodwill

    The basement’s a mess. What’s new about that, right? Just this: I started doing something about it today. I started gathering up all the stuff that’s been laying around for years that nobody’s laid a finger on in all that time and dragged the mess out to the garbage can. It’s one of those flip-top Read.

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