Seriously! Past few days, there’s been at least two different commercials out there that mention “In the not too distant future” and my ears will perk up every time.
Can’t help myself!
Seriously! Past few days, there’s been at least two different commercials out there that mention “In the not too distant future” and my ears will perk up every time.
Can’t help myself!
What do Hercules and the lady do all day?
I eat boxes of cereal based on books like this.
Three score and ten. These are the days of our years.
Or whatever.
And now, a reading from Paul’s letter to the Romans, later revised as an encycical entitled “Chest Fever.”
I make jokes in a Jay Leno voice about Sharon Stone and use them as metaphors for congress.
I know about the air grate where Tom can’t hover, jeez.
I call Killer Shrews even more sickening that Morgan Stewart’s Coming Home.
No. Sorry, I need to gad about the house all day
I have a new favorite podcast: The Shape of Crimes to Come
My best pal of 26 years watched the episode Mitchell (1975) for the first time recently. He turned to me and said, “Okay I get it now. Almost all your sense of humor comes from MST3K.” To which I responded, “Pretty much.”
I once requested “Old McDonald” at a Karaoke bar.
I somehow swallowed the knife.
Getting vapor-locked like that has ruined so many job interviews I’ve been in.
I’m gonna name my biopic on Sean Penn, The Starfighter.
Only Shapes of Things to Come in the Building
All of my geodesic domes tilt forward.
(upbeat electronic music)
Oh I like this song. It’s also bouncy and makes me feel nice. I can’t be any more specific than that.