It’s Weiner Wednesday
One of our local shops here is calling today “Weiner Wednesday.” Apparently, it’s a day where you can get a great deal on a hot dog, however, a great deal on a Weiner really means: […]
One of our local shops here is calling today “Weiner Wednesday.” Apparently, it’s a day where you can get a great deal on a hot dog, however, a great deal on a Weiner really means: […]
I wrote this as an exercise for an Advanced Fiction Writing Workshop. (Homework can come in handy.) This is a piece of flash fiction in a first person stream-of-consciousness style. Now that I have scared […]
I love food and food loves me. It’s like we are married, united, one body, one flesh. I really understand the one body one flesh union as I look at it every morning when I […]
Prince Nigel is the Queen’s second cousin, twice removed (twice removed, forcibly, from Buckingham Palace. He now lives in Battersea). After leaving school, Prince Nigel settled into his bedsit with his collection of anoraks and […]
Why does the chicken cross the road? It may be a mystery why some chickens cross the road, but for a rooster who lives in Collierville, Tennessee, he crosses the road every morning to visit […]
Happy First Year Birthday/Anniversary to Humoroutcasts.com, the germ of an idea springing forth from the slightly warped, excuse me, creative mind of Donna Cavanagh. Donna’s enthusiasm is so contagious it’s aggravating sometimes. I think it’s […]
You ever have one of those days? You know, the kind I mean where you open your mouth, and the words come spewing forth before your brain checks in. We embarrass ourselves and suddenly it’s […]
Darwin saw this coming… the evolution of ear-finger games was inevitable. Not only is this revelation a gamer’s dream it’s also a huge relief on their parent’s pocketbooks. Free to play, and unlike nose picking, […]
Sittin’ shiva, that’s what we read, Sittin’ shiva, because he was dead. Rollin’ out to the burbs for a service while the Rabbi tries to keep us from bein’ nervous. Sittin’ shiva, I did, sittin’ […]
Tomorrow I will be in love. At least that’s the plan. I will have 24 hours to succeed. Here’s how it’s going to work: 11:00 PM Tonight: I’ll be wearing my best, looking my best […]