I was thinking of the court system because of the synchronicity of O.J. Simpson‘s conviction date yesterday (Acquitted of murder on October 3, 1995; 13 years later, found guilty on October 3 2008), so I was pleased to pick up a lighter resonance in a post on Facebook by my friend Craig. It made me laugh. So I’m just passing it along in case you could use a laugh, too. These are said to be from a book called Disorder…
I got the notice of Bob Detweiler’s obituary just as I finished the first draft of the poem I’m going to read at the memorial service on Saturday morning. Yes, he treated each one of us as a peer, and brought out every speck of brilliance and humor that we had in us. The twinkly eyes seem to have been appreciated by all. ST. SIMONS ISLAND Robert Detweiler, 76, treated students as his peers By KIRSTEN TAGAMI The Atlanta Journal-Constitution…
“The Meaning of Life” Theme – Monty Python’s The Meaning of Life “The Masochism Tango” – Tom Lehrer “The Elements” – Tom Lehrer “Bruce’s Philosophers Song” – Monty Python “Hair” – Hair “Air” – Hair “Once Upon a Dream” – Sleeping Beauty “Where is Love” – Oliver “A Little Priest” from Sweeney Todd “Nothing’s Gonna Harm You” – Sweeney Todd “Dance Ten, Looks Three” – A Chorus Line “Buenos Aires” Patti LuPone, Evita “Sweet Transvestite” – Tim Curry, Rocky Horror…
In which the author of this blog indulges in an freewheeling rant over a fairly trivial irritation: Clouds!!!! Gotta get those clouds, man! They are SO DOOMED. I KNEW IT!!!! I knew that something would interfere! All I wanted was to see the MOON! Is there something WRONG with that? I mean, how often do I get to see the gorgeous beautiful full moon, and during a partial eclipse too! I had it all built up. No detachment for me….
Always a fount of information on the gender wars, my long-suffering friend Troy has made the two offerings below. The fact that I first typed “font” is actually funnier to me. A “font” of information. Hee hee. I know that “font” can have a similiar meaning to “fount” but the latter is more precise. Besides, all I can think of is spurting bits of Arial (be kind in the comments – heh-heh). See what kind of sludge my mind enters…
I cut off way too much of my hair yesterday… Sigh. So… here are some jokes that friends and relatives have been sending. Enjoy… ‘Hi honey. This is Daddy. Is Mommy near the phone?’ ‘No, Daddy. She’s upstairs in the bedroom with Uncle Paul.’ After a brief pause, ‘But honey, you haven’t got an Uncle Paul.’ ‘Oh yes I do, and he’s upstairs in the room with Mommy, right now.’ Brief Pause. ‘Uh, okay then, this is what I want…