Deems just posted this on Twitter. It’s a fantastic idea, about as genius as cookies with milk, or cars that go vroom, or movies in 3D, whoever came up with those ideas are the same amount of smartness as the clever person who came up with this: Click to enlarge so you can look-see I…
Category: friday
Sarcasm is the highest form of wit
It’s friday.Things are so crazy busy right now, it’s ridiculous. So it’s the perfect day for Perfectly Sarcastic Signs. They come from this website, and they are pefectly, hysterically, classicaly sarcastic. I love them. Have a quick scroll through, then fuck off and go back to work so you can have a weekend. it says:…
Clients from hell
It’s been an absolute age since we had any entries from one of my very favourite websites, Clients from Hell: So I thought today would be as good a day as any for it. Particularly since it just so happens that today is my very last day of holidays. For on monday I return to…
birthday friday
i hope my good friend ‘mother of a genius’ is reading this. because it’s her birthday today, eventhough she would like to think it isn’t. there is something you should know about ‘mother of a genius’: she is the smartest, wisest, funniest, best with grammar and spelling, most amazing friend i could ever wish to…
artsy fartsy friday
a mixed bag today. the art, shithead, not me! anyway, why just show one artist when you can show a whole bunch. wish i knew who did the above. i surfed like all the bertish brothers put together, but i still couldn’t find who was responsible. if you did this, you deserve the credit. as…
the return of the big black guy.
i’ve written about my drug dealer; ‘big black guy’ before, but being a laggard i don’t know how to link you to that post, so if you want to read it you’ll have to scroll back to the beginning to check it out. (‘my branded life’ maybe you can show me how to do this…
more friday fig crumbs
poetry doesn’t get much better. except for this gem, it’s one of my all time favourite poems, by Charles Simic (1938 – ) there’s nothing after the dash here in my poetry book, does that mean he’s still alive? awesome. i wonder if he will marry me? i will go immediately to the google place…