Showing posts with label easy way out. Show all posts
Showing posts with label easy way out. Show all posts

Thursday, April 7, 2016

How many

Never let it be said I take the easy way out. I'm not saying I don't. What I'm saying is I don't want you to say it.

Look, here's the thing: it's 11 at night, and I'm tired from a day filled with all sorts of unexpected emergencies, new-dog frustrations (post about him peeing on the barbecue coming soon) and a visit with the chiropractor that was more painful than the pain I went in for. In other words, I could use a few laughs.

So a light bulb went off in my head: how many light bulb jokes could I tell before I bored myself? Notice I wasn't concerned about boring you - I figured I passed that finish line about three-hundred posts ago.

Anyway, lets see if we can find out.

How many Oregonians does it take to change a light bulb? Five. One to change the bulb and four more to chase off the Californians who have come up to relate to the experience.

How many jugglers does it take to change a light bulb? One, but it takes three light bulbs.

How many Zen masters does it take to change a light bulb? Two. One to change it, and one not to change it.

How many cops does it take to change a light bulb? None. It turned itself in.

How many members of U2 does it take to change a light bulb? One. Bono holds the bulb and the world revolves around him.

How many actors does it take to change a light bulb? Just one. They don't like to share the spotlight.

How many Apple employees does it take to change a light bulb? Seven. One to change it and six to design the t-shirt.

Alright, I'm completely bored - I can't even imagine how you feel. I promise I'll try to do better and put a little more effort into tomorrows' post.

But for now, how many tired, sleep-deprived, vapor-locked bloggers does it take to end a post? Just one.

Monday, July 22, 2013

Taking the e-asy way out

I fully intended to have a new post up tonight. And like we've all come to expect, especially me, it was going to be witty yet insightful, terse yet pithy, lengthy but well written. But here's the deal: after the past five days I'm feeling more beat up than Tyler Durden.

Not only is my back killing me from my lovely and unexpected auto accident last Wednesday that I told you about here, but I'm also exhausted from four days sleeping on grass, standing in line, walking in halls and sitting in chairs at Comic Con.

I'm not complaining about the Con. It was teenage fun.

I am complaining about the car accident. That sucked.

Anyway, if you've been online anytime in the last couple years, you've probably noticed the explosion in Your e-cards and someecards. These are cards you make online and have added to a library for all the world to use.

I've custom made a lot of them for various posts on here, and I've also used existing ones.

Anyway, since I'm falling asleep in my soup, I'm putting up a few I like for your enjoyment.

By the way, I'm fully prepared for the lecture I'll get from my friend Rich over at Round Seventeen about taking the easy way out on this post.

I just hope he doesn't wake me when he calls and yells at me.