Showing posts with label humor. Show all posts
Showing posts with label humor. Show all posts

Tuesday, January 12, 2016

Name that pose

Time to bring this blog back from the dead.


Among the calisthenics my daughters are doing for their cross country ski team is a yoga-like pose that looks a lot like "downward dog", but has one leg up.  My sons and I were doing it last night, giving the only appropriate name possible, much to my daughters' disgust.

Thursday, June 10, 2010

Hey Grandpa!

Here's to Grandpa Mitch over at SitD:
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So, there I was....Just relaxing in front of the TV when the kids yelled, "Hey, Grandpa, come look at the kittens!"

Tuesday, May 4, 2010

Monday, April 26, 2010

Another human rights violation?

There might be a protest at the state capitol in St. Paul.

The protest is against the .08 DUI law in that it will unconstitutionally profile Americans of Irish descent, in effect violating the human rights of those with ruddier skin complexion.

One of the many patrons in downtown St. Paul feared being pulled over since he has not only a "Luck of the Irish" bumper sticker but also a "Notre Dame" static window decal.
The patron said, "They are targeting us based on our Celtic appearance. I don't even like Irish Whiskey; and for the record, I prefer Summit EPA to Guinness!"

Jessy Ventura has not commented yet on how this issue correlates to the names of the streets in St. Paul.

Sunday, March 28, 2010

The Doctor says:

I do not like this, Uncle Sam.
I do not like it, damned as we am.
I do not like these dirty crooks,
neither how they cook the books.
I do not like when congress steals.
I do not like their secret deals.
I do not like this speaker Nan.
I do not like this "Yes We Can!".
I do not like this kind of HOPE.
I do not like it. Nope! Nope! Nope!

Monday, March 8, 2010

The Old Fashioned Way!

Johnny was late for school one day.

The teacher, Mr. Crabbash, demanded to know why Johnny was late.

Teacher: Well, mister, you have some explaining to do for your tardiness.

Johnny: Well, sir, you see, we have a cow ready to be mated, so the bull and the cow need to be together, so I had to bring the bull to the cow.

Teacher: What? Let me get this straight.
Your cow is in heat and you needed to bring the bull to the cow so they could mate.

Johnny: Yes sir.

Teacher: Well, Johnny, couldn't your dad have done that?

Johnny: No sir, it had to be the bull.

Tuesday, January 5, 2010

Billboard seen on I-35

I was traveling south on I-35 last Sunday after a week+ of snowmobiling. (I rode over 1000 miles already this season; highest the spedo read was 111 mph)

And there it was, a billboard of:

And was reminded of my post from a while back.

There is also another billboard on I-35 that says:
Ice Caps Melting on Mars; Is Man To Blame?

Tuesday, December 8, 2009

Happy Pearl Maki Day

Ya, Decemper 8th, dats when
Pearl Maki got bombed in Two Harbors
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Thursday, September 24, 2009

A wonderful offer

If you don't regularly read Iowahawk, you should. Aside from I-35, he's by far the best thing to come out of Iowa. His latest piece mocks the NEA conference call mini-scandal that we learned about earlier this week. A taste:


Unlike traditional art schools, the Federal Art Instruction Institute doesn't waste your time on boring Post-Modernist theory, messy bodily fluids, or painful self mutilation. With our easy-to-learn program you will quickly learn how to channel your natural artistic ability and suburban self-loathing at state enemies who, when you think about it, are a lot like your parents.

Can you draw triangles? The Federal Art Instruction Institute will show you the easy way to turn them into Ku Klux Klan hoods. Turn them upside down and they become scary vampire fangs! Even a simple black rectangle can become a Hitler mustache with our easy to learn methods.

And who might be able to profit from the experience? Iowahawk has the answer:

But I can't draw. Can I still take advantage of this exciting program?

No problem! Thanks to new NEA guidelines, anybody can be an artist! Are you a musician? filmmaker? Web designer? Guerrilla marketer? Graffiti tagger? HopCore ElectroChill DJ? Freelance vandal? Whatever your mode of expressive behavior the NEA has a sweet load of grant money waiting -- and qualifying has never been easier! Do you have --

* an ironic trucker hat?
* ironic facial hair?
* ironic douchebag glasses?
* a vocabulary that includes "bringing utilities" and "mindspace"?
* deep insecurities about your place in the art world hipster food chain?
* a slavish desire to do the bidding of your government?
* no idea what "ironic" really means?

Can you --

* Follow orders?
* Take a hint?
* Maintain plausible deniability?
* Keep your mouth shut?

Then you just might qualify as a student in one of FAII's prestigious secret conference call classrooms!


Read the whole thing. Now. Don't hesitate.