I feel this way.
Introverts’ Creed
Paul De Lancey, The Comic Chef, Ph.D.
My cookbook, Following Good Food Around the World, with its 180 wonderful recipes, my newest novel, Do Lutheran Hunks Eat Mushrooms, a hilarious apocalyptic thriller, and all my other books, are available on amazon.com.
Yoga Instructor #9
– Paul De Lancey, The Comic Chef, Ph.D.
My cookbook, Following Good Food Around the World, with its 180 wonderful recipes, my newest novel, Do Lutheran Hunks Eat Mushrooms, a hilarious apocalyptic thriller, and all my other books, are available on amazon.com.
– Paul De Lancey, The Comic Chef, Ph.D.
My cookbook, Following Good Food Around the World, with its 180 wonderful recipes, my newest novel, Do Lutheran Hunks Eat Mushrooms, a hilarious apocalyptic thriller, and all my other books, are available on amazon.com.
I was cursing at my printer when Shazzam! someone looking a lot like myself and dressed pretty much the same materialized to my left.
“What ho,” I said, “you look like me. Am I besides myself?”
“Hee, hee,” he said, “I see what you did there. In fact, I am you from the future. I’ve come to let you know what might happen to you, so you can prepare.”
I asked, “How far into the future?”
“Ten minutes.”
I shrugged. “Anyway, can you fix this fecking piece of crap computer?”
“No,” said future me (FM), “Printers hate me, will hate you, as much as they hate you now?”
I flipped off the printer. “You stinking lutefisk.”
“Indeed.”
I hung my head. “Life is hard.”
FM put a hand on my shoulder. Let’s say it was his right hand on my left shoulder. It could have been his left hand on my right shoulder. There’s a lot of freedom in the first draft.
While we waited for my blog self to stop ruminating, I tried cancelling the print order by all things, pressing the stop-printing thingy. It would not cancel. We tried going to POS 2000 printer icon on the desk top and clicking on stop print job. Bloody feck! Nothing happened. We tried turning the computer on and off. The printer remained frozen. We unplugged the printer and made a brief sacrifice to a Mayan monkey god. Then FM plugged in the computer and rebooted. We managed to cancel the print job.
The printer peformed a number of noisy incantations to its evil master and spat a test page.
I looked at my future self and said, “It’s crunch time” as I clicked on print.
And then the familiar sound of a big wheeler downshifting on a steep infected the air around us as a page crumpled to its death.
We stared at each other and said, “I fecking hate printers.”
Synapses fired as I finally realized the full import of having future coming to visit. Coming to import life changing information.
“So,” I said, “What did come back in time to tell me?”
“Present Paul,” he said, “I braved temporal eddies to say . . .”
Beep! Poof! And like that he was gone. His ten minutes were up.
That’s the last time I time travel.
– Paul De Lancey, The Comic Chef, Ph.D.
My cookbook, Following Good Food Around the World, with its 180 wonderful recipes, my newest novel, Do Lutheran Hunks Eat Mushrooms, a hilarious apocalyptic thriller, and all my other books, are available on amazon.com.
I was cursing at my printer when Shazzam! someone looking a lot like myself and dressed pretty much the same materialized to my left.
“What ho,” I said, “you look like me. Am I besides myself?”
“Hee, hee,” he said, “I see what you did there. In fact, I am you from the future. I’ve come to let you know what might happen to you, so you can prepare.”
I asked, “How far into the future?”
“Ten minutes.”
I shrugged. “Anyway, can you fix this fecking piece of crap computer?”
“No,” said future me (FM), “Printers hate me, will hate you, as much as they hate you now?”
I flipped off the printer. “You stinking lutefisk.”
“Indeed.”
I hung my head. “Life is hard.”
FM put a hand on my shoulder. Let’s say it was his right hand on my left shoulder. It could have been his left hand on my right shoulder. There’s a lot of freedom in the first draft.
While we waited for my blog self to stop ruminating, I tried cancelling the print order by all things, pressing the stop-printing thingy. It would not cancel. We tried going to POS 2000 printer icon on the desk top and clicking on stop print job. Bloody feck! Nothing happened. We tried turning the computer on and off. The printer remained frozen. We unplugged the printer and made a brief sacrifice to a Mayan monkey god. Then FM plugged in the computer and rebooted. We managed to cancel the print job.
The printer peformed a number of noisy incantations to its evil master and spat a test page.
I looked at my future self and said, “It’s crunch time” as I clicked on print.
And then the familiar sound of a big wheeler downshifting on a steep infected the air around us as a page crumpled to its death.
We stared at each other and said, “I fecking hate printers.”
Synapses fired as I finally realized the full import of having future coming to visit. Coming to import life changing information.
“So,” I said, “What did come back in time to tell me?”
“Present Paul,” he said, “I braved temporal eddies to say . . .”
Beep! Poof! And like that he was gone. His ten minutes were up.
That’s the last time I time travel.
– Paul De Lancey, The Comic Chef, Ph.D.
My cookbook, Following Good Food Around the World, with its 180 wonderful recipes, my newest novel, Do Lutheran Hunks Eat Mushrooms, a hilarious apocalyptic thriller, and all my other books, are available on amazon.com.
Why is it so to hard to get anywhere on time? Because it takes so long just to get out the door. Why is it so difficult to leave?
If only there were a word to describe this phenomenon. It’s time to correct this oversight.
TODAY’S AWESOME WORD
bitas
Awesome entry #28
See Awesome entry: final exit.
– Paul De Lancey, The Comic Chef, Ph.D.
My cookbook, Following Good Food Around the World, with its 180 wonderful recipes, my newest novel, Do Lutheran Hunks Eat Mushrooms, a hilarious apocalyptic thriller, and all my other books, are available on amazon.com.
Harken back to your youth, a time of : games, betrayal, the gaining of wisdom, and the losing of innocence.
If you have but one more movie to see, see this one.
– Paul De Lancey, The Comic Chef, Ph.D.
My cookbook, Following Good Food Around the World, with its 180 wonderful recipes, my newest novel, Do Lutheran Hunks Eat Mushrooms, a hilarious apocalyptic thriller, and all my other books, are available on amazon.com.
Cell phones have certainly enhanced our lives. Or is that they are really death by enhancement? Every day we receive about one butt-dialed call. But, we too have done our share of butt dialing. I have butt dialed someone I’d never called before. How is this even possible?
And we pay anywhere from $400 to $1,000 for a phone that does this. It’s also easy to misplace. Between the sofa cushions is one of the cell phone’s favorite hiding places.
I want a phone that cannot butt dial and is always is incredibly easy to find. I want, no I must have a phone like this.
Oh happy day, the ancients in their wisdom invented such a phone. They called it the rotary phone.
And here it is.
You can also use me to call your misplaced cell phone.
– Paul De Lancey, The Comic Chef, Ph.D.
My cookbook, Following Good Food Around the World, with its 180 wonderful recipes, my newest novel, Do Lutheran Hunks Eat Mushrooms, a hilarious apocalyptic thriller, and all my other books, are available on amazon.com.
The amazing Beatles had a big hit with great song “Girl.”
The lyrics entrance us, to the point we’re not sure what is being sung in the backgroud over key set of lyrics. These lyrics, which are not in dispute, are:
“She’s the kind of girl who puts you down when friends are there
You feel a fool
When you say she’s looking good, she acts as if it’s understood
She’s cool, ooh, ooh”
Now here comes the exciting part. In the background, during these lyrics, we hear Beatles singing “ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti ti”
Or do we?
It sure seems like the background sounds could be “tit tit tit tit tit tit tit tit tit tit.”
Oh my!
I checked multiple sources for this song’s lyrics. None of them say anything about the background syllables.
What do you hear, “ti ti ti” or “tit tit tit?”
Misheard lyrics #14
– Paul De Lancey, The Comic Chef, Ph.D.
My cookbook, Following Good Food Around the World, with its 180 wonderful recipes, my newest novel, Do Lutheran Hunks Eat Mushrooms, a hilarious apocalyptic thriller, and all my other books, are available on amazon.com.
A penguin’s dream
– Paul De Lancey, The Comic Chef, Ph.D.
My cookbook, Following Good Food Around the World, with its 180 wonderful recipes, my newest novel, Do Lutheran Hunks Eat Mushrooms, a hilarious apocalyptic thriller, and all my other books, are available on amazon.com.
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