Tag Archives: humor

superhuman.

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ready to drizzle

tear the seal

unwrap

twist off

the cap

no

the glass

how

does

this

happen

do i

have

super human strength

and don’t know it?

 

‘it is not the strength of the body that counts, but the strength of the spirit.’

J.R.R. Tolkien

‘stay humble as a writer: write on toilet paper. ‘- jonas eriksson

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found this new gift idea when visiting on of my favorite restaurants

now i can get everyone the same thing this year

no returns and it will fit all recipients

just check the box for the occasion

or write in your own

 you’re good to go. 

 

‘we buy our own toilet paper even here in the white house.’

-Barack Obama, 44th president of the united states

 

york ann arbor, michigan, uss

scurryfunge.

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who’s with me on this? have any of you also scurryfunged? 

To scurryfunge is to hurriedly clean the house before company arrives. This word has had a looser meaning of “to move rapidly” since the early 19th century but likely wasn’t used in the sense of a rapid cleanup until the 1950s, when it appeared in U.S. regional dialects. One definition was included in the 1975 book Maine Lingo by John Gould: “a hasty tidying of the house between the time you see a neighbor coming and the time she knocks on the door.” “Scurry” means “to move in or as if in a brisk pace,” but “Funge” remains a bit of an etymological mystery. This is debated. Some sources say it was a word in Old English, others say it is of “jocular formation.’’

 

 

 

 

source credits: babushka cat, interesting words, maine lingo, john gould

 

 

tired.

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one of the friendly deer

at the mall’s spring easter bunny display 

  reached her limit and is way overtired

from all of the holiday hullabaloo

 now taking a much overdue nap.

her friend and fellow actor

stands daydreaming 

waiting to move on to their next gig

hoping for a nice earth day spot

in the shade of an ancient tree at a state park

near a quiet freshwater stream 

filled with a playful and friendly otter family.

 

‘i am tired of getting typecast.’

-ashish vidyarthi

craveable?

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nothing about this really appeals to me

but to each their own

maybe pizza soup in a bag

will be the next big thing

 i’m just not getting it

maybe i should be drawn

to the dripping greasy stuff

it says it’s

proper good

and a

craveable creation

so –

 

‘part of the secret of success in life is to eat what you like

and let the food fight it out inside.’

~ mark twain

the way it happened.

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‘it had come about exactly the way it happened in books.’ 

-agatha christie

 

 

 

art credit: tom gauld

erma bombeck’s writer’s conference

storks.

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two white storks building a nest together for their young

spring is in the air and –

this confirms it

this is where babies come from,

I knew it!

‘the stork is voiceless because there is really nothing to say.’

-will cuppy

*Will Cuppy, ( 1884-1949) was an American humorist and literary critic, known for his satirical books about nature and historical figures.

 

 

image source:  birdfact

 

never assume.

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random nice people i’ve never met – ( photo courtesy of Wright Labs)

recently my friend roy, who is a fellow introvert, posted this:

‘as an INTROVERT, I can survive a lot..

but ‘let’s go around the room and introduce ourselves,’

is where I draw the line.’

I so get this. 

while I love people, love being around them, and frequently talk to strangers, I much prefer small groups and having real conversations with one or two people rather than big party small talk, get nervous when I know I’m going to be called on, or when public speaking. (if I’m one on one with someone, I can talk for hours, much to their dismay.) when in a big group setting I hang out for a while, find a way to slip out before long using my Irish goodbye technique, and head home to relax and recharge.

another friend who also gets this, a very accomplished woman, was once in this situation and when it was her turn to introduce herself and share one thing, she was so nervous that she blurted out the only thing that came to mind and said, ‘my name is T, and I play with the squirrels in our backyard.’ the room was silent.

‘never assume that loud is strong and quiet is weak.’

-author unknown

 

 

 

noted.

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while staying with the menagerie at my daughter’s house

we had the chance to watch a lot of the olympics together

some of us had strong opinions about the competition. 

 

‘your opinion has been duly noted.’

-garfield the cat

 

 

 

art credit: babushka cat.com

jumbled.

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i’m the house/menagerie sitter

for my daughter and her family

waiting for me at her house

two cats, kind of twin-ish

not always sure which is in or out or both?

also one of the sweetest dogs ever

 cocoa, like the chocolate

the pets must think me to be a monster

quickly found out the invisible fence isn’t working

when I let cocoa out

two different kind neighbors brought her home

the snow melted

on the day they left

she immediately has spring fever

 have to put cocoa on a long lead in the yard

she feels restricted refuses to walk around or sit down

just stares in the window sadly

can’t find her leash, have one delivered

we go on long walks

like steering an excitable pony

finally calming

 at about the forty minute mark

we are home again

now she is sad

when I eat and don’t share my food with her

 when i

work on a puzzle or write or watch a movie or read

or do anything else

she stands by me or lays by me and stares

 have to hide my eating, keep it a secret, open things silently

 feeling guilty

she has lots of food and water and a treat when she comes back inside

still feel guilty somehow

all three sleep with me

i carve out a spot in the middle

one cat gets up at 4;30 am

wakes up the whole menagerie

i try to play dead

none of them is buying it

boom

the new day officially begins

  put cocoa on the long lead outside

 still dark and too early to walk

  sad again and staring in the window

 all she wants

is to take off or come in and stare at me

one of the cat twins is yelling to go out

the other is circling me

everyone gets treats

 let sweet cocoa back in

 started raining in the ten minutes she was out

now muddy and wet

 wipe her down with a towel

cover the couch with beach towels

blow dry her whole body

wrap her in a blanket

she stares at me sadly from the couch

so dramatic

norma desmond in sunset boulevard

as I eat early breakfast silently

sip quiet giant coffee

one or two cats are somewhere

turn on the olympics

cocoa and i sit side by side touching on the sofa

staring

we have found our happy routine.

 

“humor is perhaps a sense of intellectual perspective: an awareness that some things are really important, others not; and that the two kinds are most oddly jumbled in everyday affairs.”

-christopher morley