Someone asked for my God given name.
I said, “I didn’t know my mother was God?”
That explains things like the eyes in the back of her head.
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged author, comedian, comedy, family. job, funny, humor, humour, job, laugh, writer, writing on July 8, 2012| 20 Comments »
Someone asked for my God given name.
I said, “I didn’t know my mother was God?”
That explains things like the eyes in the back of her head.
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged author, comedian, comedy, family. job, funny, humor, humour, job, laugh, writer, writing on July 1, 2012| 25 Comments »
I’m doing research for a book that’s set in New Orleans.
While I was there, I wanted to find a voodoo shop. I went into several. One in particular seemed more authentic, since they weren’t selling ‘I got too drunk in New Orleans’ t-shirts next to the voodoo dolls.
They had a variety of stuff I imagine to be reminiscent of such a place: potions, herbs, candles, and dolls of course. In the back, they gave readings. Then I found the one thing the cinched it for me. A voodoo pencil, decorated with paint and fabric to look like a voodoo doll.
Leave it to me to find the Martha Stewart of Voodoo Priestesses.
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged author, comedian, comedy, family. job, funny, humor, humour, job, laugh, writer, writing on June 24, 2012| 14 Comments »
If the toes are hairy what are the odds the back is fuzz free?
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged author, comedian, comedy, family. job, funny, humor, humour, job, laugh, life, writer, writing on June 17, 2012| 18 Comments »
My Grandpa use to say it’s just as easy to fall in love with a rich man as a poor man, but more difficult to leave.
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged author, comedian, comedy, family. job, funny, humor, humour, job, laugh, life, writer, writing on June 10, 2012| 25 Comments »
Blind Dog, if you want something, please do not come to my side of the bed and breath in my face.
Signed, The Management
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged author, comedian, comedy, family. job, funny, humor, humour, job, laugh, life, writer, writing on June 3, 2012| 25 Comments »
I’m at work and this conference room is hot as hell. This meeting is as boring as hell. I think I work in hell.
The kitten …
who thinks he’s a tiger.
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged author, comedian, comedy, family. job, funny, humor, humour, job, laugh, life, writer, writing on May 27, 2012| 19 Comments »
When I was in Finland, someone gave me reindeer hoof art. I hung it on the door to confuse Blind Dog. Now she thinks there’s big game in the house.
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged author, comedian, comedy, family. job, funny, humor, humour, job, laugh, life, writer, writing on May 20, 2012| 29 Comments »
It was late my second night in New Orleans. I’d had one drink too many and was weaving my way back to the hotel. When I heard a tirade coming from around the corner.
“You take the back, Bitch,” one voice said.
Followed by another. “You come over here, Bitch. I’ll kick your ass.”
The conversation continued in this manner.
Imagine my surprise when I turned the corner and it was two guys fighting. With the number of bitches flying around, I would have sworn it was two girls.
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged author, comedian, comedy, family. job, funny, humor, humour, job, laugh, life, writer, writing on May 13, 2012| 18 Comments »
lind Dog, how do you find the trash can? We need a deaf dog to clean up after you.
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged author, comedian, comedy, family. job, funny, humor, humour, job, laugh, life, writer, writing on May 6, 2012| 57 Comments »
I keep a hard boiled eggs in my refrigerator and have one every morning. To whoever replaced my last hard boiled egg with a frozen one, That wasn’t funny. Replacing someone’s hard boiled egg is only funny if it’s not your egg.