So I know the Chuck Norris-pinnacle-of-manliness joke ran its course a couple years ago and he’s now retired, deliberating with the Elders of Planet Beardatron and talking up his rock-breaking, baby-making exploits…. BUT the dude still repelled a full-scale terrorist invasion, lead Delta Force on a missile-firing motorcycle AND loosens up his shoulders for fun …
Sometimes, images inspire emotions and gratitude that can’t really be put to words. Seeing these pictures taken from the International Space Station, well, I think they pretty much speak for themselves without me getting in the way.
Thanks, Daily Mail.
Fall is putting up a valiant fight, but is quickly getting a beat down by an oncoming winter. I know this because winter’s legion of viral minions are wreaking havoc on immune systems and toilet bowls across the land. I’m at Defcon 1 (IE- “Cocked Pistol”) and have, in addition to the protein shakes I …
A few months back, I had a general feeling the world had woken up, wet the bed and ate a bowl of manure to top it all off.
Negativity was the new hotness. Being right trumped being reasonable, emotional entitlement trumped patience, easily offended replaced equanimity and mean-spirited reprisal was regularly karate-chopping friendly humor in the …
I’ve posted this elsewhere before, but I don’t care. I’m still excited at the potential of a kids show made for my discerning tastes.
In fact, Little Dude and Little Sis will now be required to watch endlessly looped repeats of Yes Kidz Kan every weekday morning from 7:30 to 8:00 AM.
I’ll be joining them.
When I was a kid, I was gifted a stack of comic books. One of them was Wonder Woman. I pretended I wasn’t interested in “that girl comic” but man, she had cleavage. Whether I noticed that because of hard-wired genetics or months of breast-feeding, the world may never know. What I do …
Sharks are unequivocally AWESOME… sleeping bags, not so much. Sure they’ll do in an outdoorsy pinch, but I’ll take a bed 9.5 times out of 10.
Unless, say, someone combined a shark and a sleeping bag, filled the sucker with 30 pounds of poly-fill, wrapped it in fleece and named it The Chum Buddy. If someone …
I can’t say I hate-hate Wal-Mart. I know they’ve got all kinds of arguments stacked up against them and I’ve sworn that big box cattle car off on more than one hair-pulling trip… but man, at one int he morning their home-town hating, 24/7 corporate empire makes life convenient when you need that certain “je …
Also:
This looks like a shark.
D-list celebrities want attention for doing nothing.
Night time looks dark.
Kids look like miniature grownups.
I’m a dude.
Suburbans look like really big SUVs.
Women have boobs.
My palate is decidedly lowbrow. Keep your bisque, banache and Frenchy/Italian-ey suffixes. I’ll take a fat pile of baked mac and cheese, pizza, Famous Star or condiment-loaded ballpark hot dog and wash it all down with a warm chocolate chip cookie chaser.
It’s not that I don’t know any better. I’m not afraid of the fancy …
