“Mirror, mirror on the wall, who’s the sanest of us all?” Mars Bonfire, songwriter, from the song “Ride With Me”.
Maybe some of you have also seen this.. Yesterday, while perusing some of the pages on Yahoo, there was an ad sponsored by newsmax.com. (I would not click on anything of theirs for any reason. But hey, that’s my opinion.) Anyways.. It had a picture of Pope Francis with the lines “Do You Approve of The New Pope?” and “Vote Now”. The last time I checked, I was not a Cardinal nor a Bishop, and neither was I part of the Papal Conclave that elected Pope Francis. So whether or not I approve of the new pope does not matter in the grand scheme of things. Besides, I am probably in enough hot water as it is with God from all the satirical stuff I’ve written about religion and previous popes. So of course I approve of His Holiness. Why should I risk being hit with even more lightning bolts.
Which brings me to this thought: Since we are all considered children of God, is being Pope part of a family business that gets handed down from one generation to the next?
Two things are infinite: the universe and human stupidity; and I’m not sure about the universe. Albert Einstein
If you can “disrupt” something, is it possible to “rupt” something?
Why is it called a “Rummage” Sale? What exactly is “rummage” anyway? Why not just call it what it is – a “Junk Nobody Else Wants” sale.
Heads up, guys!
This Friday, 8 March, is International Women’s Day. Initially celebrated here in the states in the early 1900’s, it is now mostly celebrated in parts of eastern Europe and Russia. Possibly because we have Mother’s day, which many countries do not celebrate. The difference between the two, Women’s Day is a day to celebrate women of all ages, mothers or not. Now, since all nations on our good Mother Earth are part of the international community, I hereby wish all women of all ages and of all nationalities a very Happy Women’s Day. Enjoy ladies!
Oh, and guys. Don’t worry; you have not been forgotten. There is an International Men’s Day as well. Some countries celebrate it on 23 February; others on 19 November. More information on both of these days can be found on wikipedia.org.
One of the reasons I do not watch much television any more is due to the commercials. I enjoy a good humorous one from time to time as much as anybody. But some of the commercials that are broadcast are down right stupid or should never be aired in the first place. Kinda makes you wonder about some of the people in charge at those businesses who approve the making of those types of ads. Plus, to make matters worse, the people who create them are paid thousands of dollars. I’d like a job like that.
Anyways, some of the commercials which annoy me the most are for medicines – over the counter or prescription. Now, mind you, I am not going to name names. Mostly because I do not remember them, nor do I truly care. One of the more memorable ones I heard not long ago listed one of the possible side effects as “sudden death”. Really? That’s a possible side effect? Why in the name of h*ll would I then even consider taking that drug? Not to mention, what doctor in his or her right mind would even prescribe such a medication? Plus, who was the unfortunate soul the medicine was tested on for the makers to discover this possible “side effect”?
There was another one recently mentioning about “doing things when not fully awake” as one of the possible side effects. Which sort of ties in with those 5 hour energy drinks. They are supposed to “wake up” a person so they can go about their day without feeling drowsy. Good thing I wasn’t the one directing a commercial for that drink or pill. It would probably go something like this:
“Hi, I’m Ron. I’m a demolitions expert. Thanks to the energy drink I gulped down, my last 5 hours were spent setting explosive charges faster than I have ever done in my life. See that building over there? I just set the charges on all 10 floors by myself. Now, watch this.” (Flips the switch to detonate the explosives. The entire city block is destroyed.) “Oops! Um; so, um, why not, um, try one of those, um, energy, um, drinks now and, um, see what all, um, you can, um, do with your next, um, 5 hours. Gotta run!”
Another possible side effect is for those erectile dysfunction pills. One effect especially, “if an erection last for more than 4 hours, to see a doctor.” Uh, yeah, right. How many guys are going to do that? If anything, most of them will want to have sex as much as possible for as long as the erection will last. I think that warning should actually read: “if an erection last more than 4 hours, may want sex with almost anything you can find”.
A young lady goes to the bank to cash a check. The teller asks: “Can you identify yourself, Miss?” The young lady opens her purse; brings out her compact; opens it and looks into the mirror, then answers: “Yes, that’s me!”
If Necessity is the mother of Invention, who’s the father?
Why are they called “professional” buildings? How many unprofessional buildings have you seen?
Why are they called “legal” secretaries? Are there illegal secretaries?