Showing posts with label Funny. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Funny. Show all posts

Saturday, October 24, 2026

Why Is It ...

… that I love saying, “Sorry I’m out of it today,” when I know for a fact there hasn’t been a day in the last ten years that I’ve been “in it.”

… that since I don’t think before I speak I am just as shocked as you by what I say.

… that most people don’t realize that, at some point, “I’m too old for this shit,” stops being a complaint and becomes a perfectly reasonable life philosophy.

… that the most expensive thing I own is a body that insists on being “medically interesting” to every specialist I see.

… that when people say I’m boring, I remind them that I spent my youth drinking in fields, partying with strangers, and making decisions that should have had me on a missing person’s list; so I’m not boring, I’m retired.

… that my favorite Fall activity has become not sweating anymore.

… that no one understands that if you don’t terrify people, even a little bit, then what’s the fucking point?

… that no one finds the new dating app I created very funny; I mean, you are matched up with people who are on the same meds as you and I call it “Relationscripts.”

… that I have reached the point where I can only handle one thing a day. Today I met a friend for coffee, that’s it. That’s the day, see you tomorrow.

… that I’ve just noticed that getting older means my arm has to be in just the right position when I go to sleep if I want to use it the next day.

Thursday, October 22, 2026

Bobservations

I always like those stories people tell as if it’s the god’s honest truth and then find out they were wrong.

Case in point: in college I was bartending in Sacramento and the girl bartending with me was telling the story of her husband, who worked at a lumber mill in Jackson the day a band saw blade slipped loose and flew at another man’s head.

I said, “Did it decapitate him?”

And she replied, “Nope. Took his head right off.”

As the laughter died down, and it took a while, she said she thought decapitate was from the waist up.

On honey, no … no.

Cut to this week and Carlos and I are discussing Adam and Eve and men and women and the stories people have told.

I said, “Like the idea that Eve was made from Adam’s rib and so men have one less rib.”

He said, “That’s true. Men have one less rib than women which is where the story came from.”

I couldn’t reach my cartoon frying pan and so he went on … he talked ancient times and necropsies—which are autopsies done on animals, which confused me further—while I argued that it cannot be true, and Carlos argued that it was.

An hour later he slunk back into the kitchen to tell me he was wr … he was mista … he misspo …

I smiled and said, “How could you believe that?”

“I don’t know.”

And now I am rethinking everything he’s ever said to me.

This is about art and a cat as art from August 2011 after I’d finished painting the living room:

Finally getting some of the art back on the walls.

The photo--click to really emBIGGERate--is of a window shade that I found at a winery in Amador County, California. The desk is Carlos' from eons past, while the Bible is mine--yes, mine--and is an old family Bible. The statue on the right is called Twisted Kitty and is made of wrought iron. i found her in a furniture store in the Mission District of San Francisco.

This is one of the many pieces of Asian-inspired art we have in the house; there's something about these things that Carlos and I both love. It sits high on the wall in the sunroom, and you can only see it when you enter the room and turn around, so it's kind of a pleasant surprise.

My mother used to do something called Tole painting, which is a type of folk art. She learned to do this from her sister, and my mom spent years painting anything and everything. This is one of the few wall-art pieces of hers that I have and it sits in the kitchen where I can see it, and smile, every day.

And, of course, this is an example of living art, at least until February 2023. The most beautiful cat in the world, Tuxedo.

In South Los Angeles construction has begun a mixed-use development that will combine low-income housing and a new Costco store.

The project calls for the construction of a six-story building that will feature 800 apartments on its upper levels and a Costco on the ground floor; five levels of underground parking would be included in the apartment complex.

Approvals granted by the City of Los Angeles will require 184 of the new apartments to be rented as low-income housing, while the remaining units are to be made available to renters with Section 8 vouchers, including families and seniors in the surrounding community.

Part of the costs for the apartments, rent, etc. will be taken up by taxes on CostCo revenues at that particular store.

Good on Costco for taking part in helping low-income families afford housing.

I told Carlos I was looking for one of those lap desks you can use sitting in a chair, to hold a book while you read and use your laptop. And he was sweet enough to find this one for men.

I may put the cartoon frying pan away.

Apparently Bill and Hillary Clinton have defaulted on paying for their daughter Chelsea’s wedding back in 2014. It seems President Obama allowed the Clinton’s use of the Rose Garden for Chelsea’s big day and the event cost taxpayers $1.7 million that the Clinton’s never paid.

That sickens me until you learn that  … Chelsea Clinton didn’t get married in 2014, but in 2010; and she didn’t get married in the Rose Garden, but in Rhinebeck, New York; and no taxpayer funds offered up by President Obama paid for any part of the wedding.

I guess when you’re supporting the current grifter in the White House you have to lie about other former presidents to take the heat off your Mob Boss In Chief.

This week Mississippi Attorney General Lynn Fitch announced that the police shooting of Kohen Wiley “was justified” but let’s back up for the whole story:

On June 14, 2026, police officers in Senatobia, Mississippi responded to a shoplifting call that Vellesiya Wiley and her friend Latoya Ferrell had stolen a pack of diapers from Walmart. Neither woman has been charged with a crime, police officials have not released any evidence of shoplifting and Walmart hasn’t pressed charges.

But, according to police reports of the shooting, Vellesiya, Latoya and one-year-old Kohen Wiley were leaving the parking lot when officers arrived. The police drew their weapons and Wiley lifted Kohen up to indicate that there was a child in the car and then Sgt Hunter Foster fired into the vehicle and killed Kohen Wiley and wounding Ferrell.

And the state’s Attorney General Lynn Fitch says the shooting of a one-year-old baby was justified.

Justified.

Fabian Arnold is a thirty-year-old German-born model now based in Los Angeles so you don’t have to travel too far so … Would You Hit It?

Thursday, October 15, 2026

Bobservations

There’s this thing at our house where I go back to the office to pay bills, work on my blog, do paperwork, or whatever, and Carlos comes back about every few minutes to ask me this or that, or show him this or that. I always joke that if I want Carlos around just get on the computer and he’ll show up.

Last Saturday, he did just that; every four minutes or so … help move a table … fix the new duster he bought … tell him what color that shirt is. The last time he came back, I answered his question and then told Siri to set a five-minute Carlos-Is-Going-To-Annoy-Me timer and she said:

“You five-minute Annoy Me timer is set.”

I.Died.

Carlos.Sulked.

This episode of Cats is from August 2011 and is entitled WTF? It's Monday And I'm As Happy As A Basket Of Cats

Except these two don't look so happy .......

The late greats MaxGoldberg and Tuxedo, BFFs.

One of Cankles lapdogs is of the Homosexual breed and is named Scott Bessent ... why he would work for an anti-LQBTQ+ asshat is amazing to me ... but even more amazing is that this week Bessent actually said that Cankles told him all of Melanie’s female friends—AKA other Slovenian hookers—have asked to be set up with Bessent but are stunned he’s gay.

Uh huh.

Now to scrub my eyes and mind of everything Bessent, howsabout some outdoorsy cakes?

Talk about a foot fetish.

Alexander SkarsgĂ„rd is well known for his fashion fearlessness, and his latest promotional tour he hit the “Wicker” red carpet in London in an eye-catching all-gold Saint Laurent suit and some freaky footwear.

What say you about the shoes?

For those of you drinking the Amazon Kool-Aid please remember this every Prime Day …

Bezos and Amazon help fuel ICEstapo deportation.

Bezos and Amazon gave $100 million to Cankles’ inauguration,

Bezos and Amazon scrapped plans to display tariff costs after pressure from Cankles.

Bezos and Amazon donated to Cankles’ ballroom and the destruction of the East Wing.

Bezos and Amazon want to reboot The Apprentice with Cankles’ Coke-headed son.

Seriously. Eat the rich.

Kacey Musgraves has zero fucks to give and took a swipe at fired former Homeland Security secretary Kristi Noem, after Noem took slammed Musgraves for having Texas Senate candidate James Talarico at her concert over the weekend by saying:

“I don’t think you have a dog in this fight but if you did you would have shot it.”

Smack! Bam! Pow!

And then … Kacey Musgraves has a mariachi band of teenage brothers detained by the ICEstapo open another one of her concerts in Texas.

That’s the energy we need.

Raphael Diogo is an American model of Brazilian descent, renowned for his undeniable presence in the fashion industry and his background as a Ju-Jitsu world champion so Would You Let Him Hit You or Would You Hit It?

Saturday, October 10, 2026

Why Is It ...

… that no one gets my tips on how to handle the South Carolina heat: Number 1] Drink lots of water; and B] Watch how the fuck you talk to me.

… that I cannot decide if people are becoming more annoying or if I’m becoming more angry

… that while I don’t consider myself pessimistic I cannot help but feeling that a stupid civilization using AI can only lead to disaster

… that when I cracked a joke to my therapist and saw her instantly start jotting down something in her notebook my first thought was, “Bitch is trying to steal my joke.”

… that everyone is lucky my bestie and I don’t have a podcast

… that I know it’s not my job to police the internet but when I saw that someone had posted a recipe for cauliflower cookies I reported them for harmful content

… that when I saw a teenager crying on a bench I sat down and assured them that it’s gonna get worse; proof that not all heroes wear capes

… I get branded as odd all the time, yet I’ve never once been called unamusing. Keep that noted.

…  that no one remembers that when you invite me to your house and say, ‘Make yourself at home,’ the first thing I do is kick them out because I don’t like visitors.

… that when people tell me to eat better and drink less because my body is a temple, I remind them that it is actually a bouncy house with a slow leak.

Thursday, October 08, 2026

Bobservations

This is a quickie …

Carlos was telling me about one of his dreams of being in his grandmother’s house and looking for her but she wasn’t there. He said he finally found her and then told me:

“She looked so awful. Of course, she has been dead for years.”

The two of us burst out laughing and that will be my catch-phrase for the week.

This Tale of Tuxedo is from May 2011 when I caught him sunbathing on a bathroom windowsill and he said, 

"Oh, I give up!"

Just a thought … Cornell refusing to give the victim of gang rape her tuition back so she could change schools and not be faced with her abusers they refuse to prosecute is another form of assault.

I don’t think I will ever grow tired of seeing these memes floating around the interwebz.

Brock Allen Turner was a Stanford University swimmer who was convicted in 2016 of three felony counts of raping an unconscious woman he found lying next to a dumpster and into whose mouth he shoved dried leaves so she couldn’t scream.

He is the rapist that Judge Aaron Persky sentenced to just six months in county jail and three years’ probation, citing potential severe impact on the life of a rapist who was then released from jail after serving just three months.

Brock Turner  now lives in Ohio and goes by the name Allen Turner.

Never forget.

Remember when billionaire Robert Kraft banned Macklemore for saying “Free Palestine”?

Well this week, Zach Bryan, the biggest country artist in the world wore a “Free Palestine” shirt right in Robert Kraft’s face at the same stadium.

That’s resistance.

Read this and pay attention …

Nolan Wells did not drown.

Stephon Clark only had a cell phone.

Emmett Till didn’t whistle at a white woman.

Philando Castile didn’t reach for a gun.

Trayvon Martin didn’t harass anyone.

Sonya Massey didn’t call the police to die.

Ahmaud Arbery did not trespass.

Sean Bell didn’t make it to the altar.

George Floyd and eric Garner couldn’t breathe.

Rekia Boyd didn’t pose a threat.

Laquan McDonald was walking away.

Kendrick Johnson did not roll himself up in a rug.

Mike Brown was only jaywalking.

Sandra Bland did not commit suicide.

Botham Jean couldn’t enjoy his ice cream.

Tamir Rice didn’t have a gun.

Say their names and stand up for them. Each one senselessly murdered in America.

Oliver Luke Cheshire is a 38-year-old English fashion designer, model and entrepreneur and so one wonders, Would You Hit It?