Showing posts with label Humor. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Humor. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

The Deathday Letter Afterglow Review

I know I just announced a new group blog, but I can't neglect the one I already belong to either. I'm reviewing The Deathday Letter, by Shaun David Hutchinson, over at Afterglow Reviews today. You can find my post here.

Please stop by and let me know what you think!

Oh, and if you missed Andrew Smith's incredible appearance on Minnesota Public Radio yesterday, you can listen to the archive, here. I highly recommend it.

Monday, May 16, 2011

Laughter is the Best Medicine Blogfest

For real this time. Today is the actual day that LTM and Lydia K are holding their blogfest, so go here or here, to see the details.

I posted some writing related jokes last week, so this time I'll be reposting some old neologisms I shared last year. Get it? Old neologisms? Never mind.

Drunkbooking: This is like drunk dialing but instead you post things to facebook that you will end up regretting later. I do this a lot.

Redneck Lemonade: We live near Dawsonville GA. Kelly works at the Local Steak House. Redneck Lemonade is when a country bumpkin orders ice water, then asks for a bowl of lemons. They then add all the coffee sugar to turn their beverage into free lemonade.

Reintarnation: This one goes hand in hand with the previous and means coming back to life as a redneck.

Meaniac: This is my nephew's word. I imagine it means a meany who is also a maniac, but then with kids you never know, right?

Hasbro: A hasbro is a friend that has become a frenemy, or even an enemy.

Pokemon: A Jamaican Proctologist.

Frisbeetarianism: This one's not mine but I saw it on the internet somewhere and found it to be just dumb enough to share here. It is the belief that, when you die, your soul goes up on the roof and gets stuck there.

Sudafed: This is another I stole which is a software program on how to file a civil action against the government.

Mouse Potato: This is basically all of us. Like a couch potato but instead of TV or video games, it's the internet, and blogs.

Adminishpere: The rarefied organizational layers beginning just above the rank and file. Decisions that fall from the adminisphere are often profoundly inappropriate or irrelevant to the problems they were designed to solve. This is like at my company, where we have around 50 or so employees. I swear that 25 are Vice Presidents.

D.I.N.K.: A landlord's favorite. This is a couple with Dual Incomes, No Kids.

and the near opposite:

SITCOMs: Single Income, Two (or Three) Children, Oppressive Mortgage.

Anyway, I hope that was more fun for you all than it was for me. Have a great Monday!

Monday, May 9, 2011

Laughter is the Best Medicine Blogfest

Today I'm taking part in my good bud LTM's writing joke blogfest. Please go here, to find all the other participants.

The idea is to keep it simple, and share some writing related jokes. So here we go (I did not make these up):

Endowment:

A visitor to a certain college paused to admire the new Hemingway Hall that had been built on campus.

"It's a pleasure to see a building named for Ernest Hemingway," he said.

"Actually," said his guide, "it's named for Joshua Hemingway. No relation."

The visitor was astonished. "Was Joshua Hemingway a writer, also?"

"Yes, indeed," said his guide. "He wrote a check."

Doubly Negative:

A linguistics professor was lecturing to his English class one day. "In English," he said, "a double negative forms a positive. In some languages, though, such as Russian, a double negative is still a negative. However, there is no language wherein a double positive can form a negative."

A voice from the back of the room piped up, "Yeah, right."

Is there a Heaven for a Writer?

A writer died and was given the option of going to heaven or hell.

She decided to check out each place first. As the writer descended into the fiery pits, she saw row upon row of writers chained to their desks in a steaming sweatshop. As they worked, they were repeatedly whipped with thorny lashes.

"Oh my," said the writer. "Let me see heaven now."

A few moments later, as she ascended into heaven, she saw rows of writers, chained to their desks in a steaming sweatshop. As they worked, they, too, were whipped with thorny lashes.

"Wait a minute," said the writer. "This is just as bad as hell!"

"Oh no, it's not," replied an unseen voice. "Here, your work gets published."

So there you have it. I'm back in town. Have a great (or at least manageable) Monday!