Today's YouTube Discoveries

1) Bob and Ray on the Johnny Carson Show. Great

2) Whose line is it anyway? Bloopers. This was a great show without the cursing and with it, it is even funnier. For example: Two flies are on a piece of shit. One of them farts. The other one says, "Please, I'm eating"

There's A Word For That

Last night, for the first time in almost a month, I went to play cards. I haven't played live in almost a month. If you stop to consider how much I love to play, and more importantly that I have a backer, which means that I can never lose my own money (only win), you would have to come to the conclusion that there is something wrong with the game, if I haven't played in a month. There is. The dealers are horrendous and pay no attention to the action, on top of which they have no idea how to shuffle, cut, display the flop, or deal. The players who play at this casino are the most miserable group of miscreants in the world, mostly thugs of varying degrees. The players take money back from the pot when the dealers are distracted, which is always. They plays as teams, they talk about the hands in progress and what they folded, and have taken control of the game away from dealers. They do whatever they want and noone ever says jack shit about it. The music is not only loud but it is awful, as well. I hope for the band leaders sake that the female singer sucks dick better than she sings. Although come to think of it, she would have to. How else could he allow her to make that awful noise into a microphone if she didn't.

There is a new fashion taking place. Watches the size of motor scooter tires are now La Moda. Some of the players seemed to be taking part in an ugly watch contest. These are a few of the entries.

And The Winner Is (Drum Roll Please)

It's bigger than his wrist, and the picture doesn't do justice to its height, or ugliness.

Two More

French Kiss

Second Hand Lions

I Saved This A Long Time Ago

Shit, They Did That One Already

I knew it sounded familiar. The story mentioned below has already been written. The War of the Roses.
Shit.

Publish Post

My First Short Story

I have always had this desire to write but never had a subject about which to write. That is, of course, other than these blog postings. But something has changed and I think that I have my first original idea. Massiel and I have had a running joke for a long time about who will get what when we get divorced. I really think that we get along too well for that ever to happen, which is why we can joke about it. One day, a couple of months ago, I went around the apartment and started putting Post-its with either the letter J or M on everything. That would be how we could decide the ownership of each article. Not that we have that many possessions, but suddenly whatever there was had an initial on it. We left them on for a long time. We have a clay urn in the living room that is painted a dark brown color. It is pictured above. It has 3 bamboo poles in it. It is without any question the favorite thing I have ever owned. It is Massiel's favorite thing (other than me) as well. Massiel and I have said that for sure now we will never separate because she will never give up its ownership and neither will I. We talked about the possibility of cutting it in half and a la the King Solomon story we both decided that we were the rightful owner because neither of us could see it come to that end.
But these conversations have gotten me thinking of a story about a couple that had something that they both valued so much that as their relationship deteriorated (ours gets better) they both started planning ways to do in their spouse so that they could wind up with this special object. I see it as a funny story. Stay tuned........

We Were Very Bored

Wow, That's One Big Baby

That's Right, She Washes The Egg Shell

Massiel doesn't like the fact that eggs come out from an opening in the chicken's body. So, she washes them before opening them.

I Am Not Above Telling A Joke

A three year old boy is standing in the bathroom holding his private parts when his mother comes in.
"Mom, are these my brains?"
The Mom says, "No, not yet"

My Sentiments Precisely (Only I Spell a Little Better)

There's A Word For That

Thanks to Dave for teaching me.....


There's a word for that.......Dominican