Friday, December 11, 2015

Evidently I like potty humor now ...

So, if you combine this post with the previous one, it looks like I've reverted to the humor of a 6-year-old boy. While that may be true, this should not be seen as a trend.

But I couldn't resist. This story is hilarious!

The Fart that Almost Altered My Destiny

Friday, September 25, 2015

Poop was never this funny

A colleague just showed this to me. I laughed so hard, the tissue I used to dab my eyes quickly became a "moist towelette."

Read this now. And, you're welcome.

The Day I Pooped My Closet

Monday, July 27, 2015

Extroversion is AWESOME ... except when it isn't

I've often said I'm a raging extrovert.

Most of the time I love it because I can't think of anything better than sitting in a room and talking. Non. Stop.

However, it has recently come to my attention that extroversion can be ... awkward. I didn't know because I was too busy thinking of the next thing to say to notice.

A couple YouTube videos were eye opening for me (the first one has a swear, so beware):

(Now I have to go call someone so I can talk about this some more.)

Friday, May 29, 2015

Gullible with a Capital G

At this point, it is well documented I am gullible. Those trying to be nice might say "trusting," but we all know what that actually means.

Let's just call a spade a spade.

When I was in elementary school, a rumor went around my grade that kissing your mom on the cheek would make your hands shake when you hold them out flat in front of you.

Obviously, I assumed it was true and worried about the damage I had already done to my already shaking hands.

I still remember the moral dilemma that occupied my mind for most of the day.

"I don't want my hands to get any shakier ... BUT ... I don't want my mom to think I don't love her anymore."

Obviously, this would have been solved easily if I had just talked to my mom, but since when have I done anything the easy way?
{End Tangent}

In the end, I made one of the most difficult decisions of my life: continue kissing my mom goodbye on the cheek and deal with the inevitably increasing hand shaking.

As the years went by without any noticeable change to my hands, I slowly realized I might have been duped.

Thursday, May 28, 2015

Chevrons Everywhere

I keep seeing chevron patterns everywhere I go. As someone who could not know less about what is currently "in," I'm making a wild assumption that this pattern is somehow trendy right now.

All I can say is, I'm betting Charlie Brown is ecstatic his shirt is finally relevant again.

Friday, April 24, 2015

No Karaoke for You ... (revisited)

First, I'm not dead (just absent for a couple years). I thought I should just put that out there.

Second, I don't know if this will be a blog reawakening or not.

Third, I finally found the tape of me singing my guts out to my favorite song when I was too young to know it would come back to haunt me.

If you don't have a clue what I'm talking about, go here.

I'll wait.

I should probably exercise more restraint, but in the interest of full disclosure (and because I just can't help myself), here is my masterpiece (read: horrible trainwreck that should probably never see the light of day ... oops).