Showing posts with label comedy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label comedy. Show all posts

Monday, December 17, 2007

that's all I have to say

I made two peanut butter and jelly sandwiches this morning and now I'm not that hungry. Since I don't want the co-workers to think I'm a wimp will eat both of them. Really wish I wouldn't have put so much peanut butter on that first one.

Someone left a game open on their computer here in the office. I keep hearing outdoor noises. Birds chirping and crows...crowing? Yeah, crows crowing, doing their thing. It's probably that deer hunter game. It reminds me of sitting in the deer stand.

I made it to work at 6:50 this morning. I'm a roll. Working 10 hour days so I can have Friday off. Gotta make it to Mississippi before the haircut lady leaves.

It's time to start the birthday countdown. Three more days till my big day. I hope someone gives me a pat on the back this afternoon.

This weekend I saw a comedian and he wore a blue shirt. He was funny. I laughed a combined total of 12 minutes and 34 seconds.

Mary: Can I help you with anything?
Clark: Oh, I was just smelling - smiling. I was just blouse - brousing.
Mary: For your wife? For your girlfriend?
Clark: Uh... huh? What happened? I, uh, heh heh. Well, I guess it just wouldn't... Oh hee hee, it wouldn't be the Christmas shopping season if the stores were any less hooter than they - HOTTER than they are. Whew. It is warm in here, isn't it?
Mary: You have your coat on.
Clark: Yes, oh do I? How'd that happen?
Mary: Because it's cold out?
Clark: Yes, Yes, it is a bit nipply out. I mean 'nippy out.' What am I saying, nipple? Ah, there is a nip in the air, though.
-Christmas Vacation

Short, stupid post today. I would hate reading my blog if I didn't write it.

What was Miami quarterback Bob Griese the first NFL player to wear in a game, in 1977?

Last entry's answer was 61.

Saturday, October 20, 2007

i cried

Sister made it to town and regrets coming now. Apparently she doesn't like the feel of sitting on concrete. I'm comfortable. What's wrong with her?

Last night we went to an improv comedy show. I almost cried. Twice. First cry; when we first sat down and ordered there was a couple, probably in their 40 give a few years, that's besides the point. No it's not, they were old. Older than 30. Anyways, they might have had a little too much to drink or were just really into each other. Whatever it was they couldn't quit making out. I mean hardcore making out. Sucking face. She was laying back on him while he was going in for the kill. Sucking all her oxygen out. Thank goodness I'm not the only one who notices this because I wouldn't want to steal all the excitement. A table opposite ours has a camera phone out taking video of this gut wrenching event. I'm sure I'll find it on you tube and post a link to it in the near future. Other tables begin catching on to spectacle and start getting into it. That is till management ruins every one's fun. I don't know what exactly he said but it was something like, you two are too old to be making out and participating in public display of affection (pda) in our comedy club. After giving up an argument and fussing they finally leave to an ovation. The male figure of the couple politely gives a middle finger wave as he stumbles up the stairs.

Alabama is doing good in football on tv at this moment. I'm in a bad mood now.

Oh yeah, almost forgot about the reason we went to the comedy club. There was a guy who hypnotizes volunteers in the audience. I have never seen anything like this and really wish I would've volunteered. There was a very pretty blonde up there too. Moving on, after tedious prepping of the volunteers he finally is able to get a few to go under. And thank goodness he did. If not it was going to be a short and expensive night. There were a few on stage that had me almost falling out of my chair because it was so funny. If anyone tells me it was fake I'm going to cry for a third time. My favorite part of the show was when the comedian hypnotizes the random volunteers and tells them when he says the color red they will smell the worst smell they have ever smelt in their life, but when green is said it will be the most pleasant smell. I couldn't wait to see Tyrone's reaction. He had given us spectacular results already. Just as he predicted the word red is spit out and there poor Tyrone sits with the worst look on his face. Priceless. "What the hell is that smell?"

Tonight I'm in the mood for chinese food. Thinking maybe P.F. Chang's? Sister has never eaten there and I think it's good. Only been there once. And it will be cheaper than last night's meal. I did manage to trump last weekend's meal by spending even more this weekend. I really need to start looking at these menus before I begin my journey for a feast.

If you think you know, more than likely you do. What drupaceous fruit were Hawaiian women once forbidden by law to eat?

Last entry's answer was Post-it Notes.