Well, whaddayaknow. I had enough for a new collection after all, just a couple of weeks after the previous one. But I promise you it’ll be a while until I torture you again with even more of these, as I’ve caught up with myself again, and I don’t really rush myself with these punchlines or whatever they are. They have to come to me spontaneously, as I find that to be an important part of the madness. Continue reading
Quickie #5: Finale, finally
Okay, so sometimes I run a little behind. I’m not talking about my intelligence right now, although the same statement might be fitting for that too. Continue reading
The Man Who Would Be Thirsty
I’ve come to the conclusion that I’m a hardcore person. Either that or just stubborn. Some may deem me a bore and a coward. It’s all in the eye of the beholder, of course. But in my eyes, my choice of lifestyle is a rough ride in many ways. And it’s one that I’m proud of. Continue reading
50 Stupid Punchlines #13
(Un)lucky thirteen. With this post, I’m almost up to date for now, so I probably won’t be posting new installments as frequently as I’ve been doing so far. I haven’t run out yet, though. I’m just saying it might not be a weekly thing anymore. Maybe every other week, or something like that. Continue reading
50 Stupid Punchlines #12
This one is chronologically speaking a mixed bag. I’ve been writing new punchlines lately, but also, as I updated my Facebook to the new timeline-based layout, I went back to double check and found even more old ones that I maybe shouldn’t overlook. Some of the ones I initially ignored are still ignored now, though. Continue reading
Quickie #4: The omniscient janitor
This quickie is more of a follow-up to “When In Gout…”, so if you haven’t read that yet, go do that first, and this will make more sense to ya. It’s kind of a funny story from when I had some of my first ever experiences with gout – or, as I’m used to calling it, since it always occur in my feet: podagra. This is a story about a moment that made me feel like I was in a cheesy sit-com. Continue reading
When in gout…
To say that I’m a unique guy is both an understatement and a misleading notion. “Unique” is normally a complimentary expression, defining someone as special, one of a kind, and so on and so forth. However, my uniqueness has more to do with the fact that I’m a friggin’ weirdo who also has a certain medical condition approximately 20 years ahead of what’s considered normal. Continue reading