My neighbor had a truck parked out by the road. I drove past it for days, and I noticed that it never moved. “Hey neighbor, why hasn’t your truck moved lately?” I yelled over the fence one day. “Didn’t you see the sign in the window?” I looked. There was a sign in the window.…
Don’t you worry Issachar Random words painted in stars Will tell you to get in your car Should you drive it off a cliff You will then become a stiff But there’s still nothing that bars Stiffs from robbing cookie jars Photo by Tina Nord on Pexels.com
All my socks have holes in them. Darn. Photo by Susanne Jutzeler, suju-foto on Pexels.com
Dr. A. Heyerdale Mecklenberg VII was professor of linguistic interpretation and alternative theory at the prestigious Chicago Societal College of Arts, Literature and Philosophy and 73rd street. At least, that was what he claimed. In reality, of course, he was the front man for an international diamond smuggling ring run out of Budapest. Dr Mecklenberg…
What is one question you will never answer?-Herb Sorry, Herb, I’m not going to answer that one. It’s springtime in America, but the birds can hardly be heard over the sound of the fat lady singing. Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com
Seriously, ask me about anything. Philosophy, love, politics, the meaning of life, quantum computing, the more complicated the better and I will answer it in an essay. Don’t get me wrong. I am not trying to be altruistic by offering my advice to the world. Frankly, the world could do just fine without my advice.…
Oh my barrel’s got a hole in it My barrel’s got a hole in it I’ll plug it if I can But if I can’t it’s grand Oh my barrel’s got a hole in it Oh my milk pail’s got a hole in it My milk pail’s got a hole in it I’ll bash it…
Honestly, I just got tired of it. It started when I was in grade school. Any trivial dispute that came up, and the quarters were sure to come out. “Heads I win, tails you lose.” Sneered the face on the other side of George Washington’s. I never won. As I grew up I began to…
The thing about strings Is the rarely do zing Past the cranium, into the brain Much better to do, with a pick-axe instead Or unusually large drops of rain -Chinese Proverb Hector had been watching his back for several days. It wasn’t anything definitive, he just had the feeling that someone was out to get…
Hello darkness my old friend I’ve come to speak with you again You may not be the best companion And your jokes are kind of lame But who am I to complain? You’re a dark and dismal fiend But at least I have a friend Photo by Kat Jayne on Pexels.com
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