Showing posts with label pants weasel. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pants weasel. Show all posts

Monday, July 07, 2008

Laugh at me (some more)

On my other blog I've admitted to a personal prejudice. I can't stand people who don't laugh. Specifically, I expect people to laugh at the things I say consistently and with real mirth, yo.

I thought I'd continue the theme here by listing some of the things I find hysterical:
  • Arrested Development - Dope. Buster, Job and Tobias are pants-peeing worthy.
  • Prayer Hour with Pastor Shepherd - It speaks to me. And also to sinful, hateful people like you. And ghetto people. I'm not making this up.
  • Jack Handey - Deep thoughts. Deep, deep thoughts. And stories of uncles who are actually bears. Vomit-inducing humor.
  • The Office - Yes, we all work there. Also, we all secretly taste the hand sanitizer.
  • The phrase "Pants weasel" - Use it. Love it. Make it a part of you.
  • The Onion - Because who doesn't love the Onion?
  • Mitch Hedberg - Funniest dead guy ever. Wait ... that's both sad and crass. Funniest guy who died ever.
These, along with rainbows and kittens, are just a few of my favorite things. What are some of yours? I'm talkin' gut busters here. I'm looking for new avenues of entertainment, people! Fill me in.

Saturday, March 29, 2008

For your gawking pleasure

Everyone gets "honey do's," but I bet not everyone gets "honey IT requests."

My wife is revamping her business to go from "virtual assistant to interior designers" to "interior designer." It's a dream she's had for a while and she feels ready to tackle it. Kudos! The bad news for me is that, as her built-in graphic and web designer, copywriter and IT guy my workload just mega-gupled (a word I'm going to trademark right here and now). Megagupled™.

I'm not good at stretching projects out over long periods of time ... I have a "slam it all at once" work philosophy. This time around, though, I think I'll take the "piece at a time" approach.

In other news, today the Art Festival is going on around Memorial. We haven't decided if we're going to that or going to Kemah. Toss up. Kemah is nice and relaxing with a pinch of goofy tourists to gawk at, but the Art Festival is a fine showcase for the freaky side of H-town — a wealth of blogging and photo ops

Choices.

Either way, I look forward to the opportunity to ridicule strangers.