I bought your book entitled The Book of Letters I didn’t Know Where to Send with the expectation that I would laugh heartily. Well, sir, I have to tell you that I did not laugh once! Nope. In fact, I laughed more times than I can count (which is quite a number, I assure you). Continue reading
Armed and Dangerous
Sometimes I wonder if I’m going to be spending the afterlife in a very warm place.
Observe: a friend tweeted this…
I replied with this…
Anyone have an extra portable air conditioner they don’t need?
Excuse Me, Sir. Your Daughter Just Said…
My daughter had a sleepover at Nana’s recently. It’s a great arrangement because Nana doesn’t live too far from where I work, so it’s just a matter of her dropping off little J to my office. Win-win, really; Nana gets to spend time with the wee one and I get a traveling partner for my commute.
On the subway, every station is announced several times beforehand (something to do with being sued when people miss their stops or something). More often than not, the on-board speakers are on the fritz and it’s hard to determine what they are saying. Here is a list of “translations” courtesy of my daughter.
TTC: The next stop is Christie. Christie Station.
Little J: Daddy! We’re going to Rice Krispies Station!
TTC: The next stop is Bathurst. Bathurst Station.
Little J: Daddy, are they really thirsty? They are bad thirsty? Is that what that means?
[This one is the most embarrassing one; only because it was declared very, very loudly.]
TTC: The next stop is Spadina. Spadina Station.
Little J: Daddy! That voice on the speaker just said ‘vagina’ two times!
Where’s Bill Cosby when you need him?
Recently, Mrs. J and I decided that cutting off the kid count at 1 is the way to go for us (spare the judgement, please). I’m not all that secretive about these sorts of things with my close friends (and most people in general, really). If I was, then awesome dialogue like this would never happen…
Jorge: Ladies and gentlemen, I present: FRANKENBALLS
Krk: Which one do you call Ladies, and which one is Gentlemen?
Krk: You’re alive?
Jorge: I call one Megan and the other one YOUR MOM
Jorge: I am
Jorge: A true foodie, I am switching between different frozen veggies
Krk: Locally grown I hope
Jorge: From my own garden
Jorge: A very weird experience
Jorge: To be expected
Jorge: Talked about telecom
Krk: You mentioned that we’re a cut above the rest?
Jorge: I said that we have a ball at work
Krk: … And we try not to get sacked
Jorge: There is a vas deferens between us and the competition.
Krk: You win
Jorge: You’ve got to know when to hold ’em, know when to scrotum
Jorge: I almost talked about attending pubic school and how it was such a close shave between pass and fail.
Krk: You had me at vas deferens…
Aren’t you glad that conversation happened? Aren’t you glad I shared that?
Every once in a while I have a conversation with someone that is so funny to me that I revisit it several times to brighten my day…
[Chris walks up to Jorge.]
Chris: Hey. Have you had your flu shot?
Chris: I’m going to go over and get mine now. Wanna come along?
Chris: Oh. Okay.
Jorge: Yeah. I’ve never actually had a flu shot.
Chris: Fair enough.
Jorge: I hope you don’t think less of me.
Chris: I don’t think that’s actually possible.
These days I haven’t really been feeling all that great. A general meh I suppose. Reasons? I have no idea, or maybe I do. In any case, I’ve got Mrs. J and Baby J, so I’m guaranteed at least ten smiles a day.
But once in a while, someone from the outside world (ie: the world outside my home) says something that just makes me crack the hell up…
[Jorge is in Home Depot, talking to one of the employees about topsoil. They’ve talked about how to tackle a particular problem and have moved on to part of the solution…]
Jorge: So, now that I know how to deal with my gravel pit, I guess I should ask you what sort of topsoil I should buy? And how much?
HD Guy: Triple Mix. But honestly? Given the size of your job, I wouldn’t buy any bags from here. It would be cheaper to get it in bulk from a garden center.
Jorge: Seriously? Wow. That’s good to know.
HD Guy: Well, you could get bags from here. Next weekend they are going on sale for ninety-nine cents a bag. That’s dirt cheap, man.
Jorge: It certainly is. Good one, dude.
Is That the Date? Yikes!
I haven’t posted in a while. Sue me.
I’ve been busy with other things, thus sending this place to the end of my list of priorities.
That being said, today I am going to post a whack of MSN conversations.
It’s not much, I know, but enjoy!
My friend Shatton talking about his complicated approach to Resident Evil 4…
One of the rare occasions where we had more than two people in a chat window at once. It’s rare for good reason, apparently…
My friend Shatton has game nights every friday at his place. Due to me being busy half the time, I tend to miss out on the fun. Here he tries to entice me…
Sleep? That’s Where I’m a Viking!
I enjoy utilizing the drawing feature of MSN Messenger.
Observe as I render a true-to-life portrait of Dave…
Does Not Compute…
Kim and I were having a perfectly civil conversation when my silly sense of humour hijacked our window and drove us to the state of insanity…
Rituro and I share a love of gaming. We also share a love of Hulk-dominated conversations…
Here is a conversation between Kelly and I about friendship…
Not content with our previous level of insight, Kelly and I change gears…
Here I demonstrate to Tug that I have a one-track mind…
Did you know that Dr. Beth is a being who can defy the laws of physics? I sure didn’t…