How many of you have gone home for a visit and found that one cat had turned into seven? These cartoons, made for my parents' birthdays when my mom was alive, show three ways cats figured out exactly what buttons to push on both my parents. If you like them please share.
A New Party Game
Here's an idea for a new game. If you're ever at a party and there's a lull in the action, pull out your smartphones and play "The Auto-complete Game." Here are the directions:
- Launch the browser on your smartphone
- type in a short phrase that contains one of the following words: who, what, when, where or how, as in "who played..." and then just end the phrase there (you don't have to add the ellipses)
- Look at the list of suggested answers that Google provides as a function of their "auto-completion" feature (note: the suggestions provided are based on Google's analysis of the most recent and most popular search queries in the world beginning with the phrase you entered)
- Ask the other party guests to...
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My Friend Clark Is Cool (Warning: this is a long post)
My friend Clark Smith is cool. Just look at his amazing watercolors below and tell me he's not. I call him my friend, which he is, but if you landed here from Mars right now, you would say "Why is he your friend? You haven't seen him in 5 years?" And I would have to say, well, true enough, but it seems like we just had lunch yesterday, and I don't think guys hold it against each other if their friendships lapse for, like, ten years at a time. They just pick it up again like everything was normal. Otherwise we'd have to gaze into the existential abyss and wrestle with some sort of deep feelings, and I like to leave deep things like that to the guy that makes the Hobbit movies.
Ok, let's start there. Clark likes tuna fish, just like I do. He used to eat it every day for lunch, just like I did. That way you don't have to make any decisions; you're just like, "Hi, can I have tuna on a roll with lettuce tomato and muenster cheese, please?" and the guy doesn't even say anything but just starts making it, and I think the deli guys actually secretly appreciate that. That way they don't have to think either.
Ideas For Unemployed Architects, Chapter One: Hot Tub On Wheels
In advance of the hot tub rennaissance sure to happen with the release of the art film "Hot Tub Time Machine," I submit the question: why can't one rent a hot tub on wheels? Can somebody get on that please?