Archive for March, 2012
You know there’s an Iphone App for everything when see – Plumber Crack
There are two people in this world:
Those that have Iphones or Ipads and those that pretend that the alternative is just as groovy (yes they are the ones who still use the word groovy)
Of those who have Iphones there are those who use it as a phone (I’m pretty sure that around the globe there are at least two such people, maybe in Bulgaria).
All the rest belong to the category who have downloaded 25 billion apps and counting. That’s a lot of apps. That’s a lot of anything period.
Of those people, there are those who download only business apps (yes More >
Falling to Pieces
I’m falling to pieces I’m falling apart My brain’s gone out trekking Without taking my heart. My eyes just won’t focus On anything but soap I’m no longer brave or beautiful And finding it hard just to cope. - My toenails are a disaster And my hair is almost gone. My eyebrows rebel righteously And by left leg is quite numb. My hearing is embarrassing I need glasses just to pee. And don’t ask me with whom I went last night Ain’t got the faintest idea who that could be. - I’m breaking up, limb by limb Like a Lego More >
The Taite Gallery Titanic Tribute: The Cash Flow Must Go On
April 12th marks the 100th anniversary of the sinking of the Titanic.
Since it’s founding, the Taite Gallery has given the Titanic ample coverage in it’s posts.
Initially I shared with you my thoughts regarding hated coworkers in
5 Work Colleagues I would gladly send off on the maiden voyage of Titanic II
If that wasn’t enough I attacked the subject again in
If all Movies had Happy Endings: Titanic
and then I couldn’t leave it alone and revisited the event as Titanic: The Journey to Mars in
Movie Sequels We Don’t Want to See
In the coming days every blog, paper, T.V. show and talk show host More >
Husband Sitting
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“You don’t spend enough with me. You promised me more quality time.”
It was 7 A.M. and I was only half way through my toasted bagel and hadn’t even reached the sports page yet. Doesn’t she know by now that breakfast is not the time for conversation. How can I make small talk with George and Jerry at the office if I don’t even know who won the game last night. But try explaining that to your spouse.
“O.K. luv, Saturday I’m all yours.” I replied. I was even considerate enough to look up from the paper for a minute while saying it. More >
Thick as a Brick 2 – The return of Gerald Bostock
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Forty years ago an unknown schoolboy named Gerald Bostock from the village of St. Cleve achieved instant worldwide fame when he wrote a poem he named Thick as a Brick which he entered in the local poetry contest. In an edition of the local newspaper, The St Cleve. Chronicle, an article claimed that although Bostock initially won the contest with “Thick as a Brick”, the judges’ decision was repealed after a multitude of protests and threats concerning the offensive nature of the poem, furthered by allegations of the boy’s psychological instability. The poem was put to music by a group named More >




