Category: A Bit Of Silliness

International Joke Day

According to my interwebs today is International Joke Day. In honour of this auspicious occasion I thought I’d share a joke with you. I confess I did not write this particular joke, but heard it so long ago I can’t for the life of me remember who came up with it.

A farmer was sitting on his porch late one afternoon sipping some coffee while watching the little lambs grazing in the pasture next to the house. His reverie was rudely interrupted by a shiny BMW that suddenly pulled up in the front yard, kicking up a cloud of dust. A youngster in a snazzy suit and shoes completely unsuitable for any type of real work jumped from the driver’s seat and walked up to the farmer.

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A-weekending we go

It’s long weekend over here (Monday is a public holiday, not that I know what you’re supposed to do with a long weekend smack bang in the middle of winter) and we’re off to see the in-laws. Mine and the wife’s. They live in the same town. Yet we met each other 1500km away on the other side of the country three years after my dad moved there. That’s a tale for another day.

Actually we’re driving up for my niece’s christening – yet another thing we can congratulate my step-sister and her husband for (and probably the grandparents as well and I just bet you someone’s going to congratulate me as the proud uncle) that they didn’t actually do.

On the way we’ll be passing through a place with a cinema, so movie-time today, and tonight we’re taking a friend in Jo-burg out for a show for her birthday, so fun-times all around.

I’m not taking the computer along, but through the wonderful ingenuity of the WordPress.com platform and some planning on my part this blog can pretty much carry on without me, but I won’t be able to answer any comments for the next few days, so please don’t feel offended if I don’t. I’ll get to them.

Have a great weekend (or if you had other plans, whatever).

On stuff people say

The wife’s been feeling poorly since last week, with an initial infection leading to full-blown bronchitis and the doc almost sending her to hospital on Monday out of fear that it will develop into pneumonia. But, as he told her, the hospital’s full of sick people (I couldn’t believe this tidbit) and she might end up worse than if she just stays at home (that’s what you call irony). Continue reading “On stuff people say” →

Winter has come

I have already posted today, but I have to tell you all that it’s bloody cold over here. Winter isn’t coming, it’s here. At any moment I’m expecting a white walker to knock on the door and there’s not a sliver of obsidian in the house. (If you didn’t get that you really should read more.)

To make matters worse, Wifey has a bout of flu (she refused to get her flu-shot in spite of my repeated admonitions (read nagging)) and has monopolised all the blankets in the house.

In other news, I passed one thousand views on If all else fails…use a hammer this week, so yay!

Good luck with Monday and have a great week.

The Blogger Who Spam-“Liked” Me

As a rule I don’t reblog others’ posts, never mind two in one day, but this is such an excellent response to my post of this morning. Do yourself a favour and check out this blog.

sairyou.me

Inspired by “On a Different Type of Spam” by Herman Kok (kokkieh).
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[8:03 AM]

Look! I have just posted a photo on my blog, of Lord Chubbington dancing on a string. Isn’t he adorable?

OK, it’s time to engage in some meaningful blog marketing and get people—a lot of people—to see Lord Chubbington. You see, the best way to do this is on the WordPress Reader, which is perhaps the most ingenious invention in the history of blogging, like, ever. I simply have to type the topic—“humor,” in my case, but feel free to type anything you feel like “reading”—in the search box, hit enter, and voìla!

See that “Like” button underneath every post? That’s my secret weapon. Although, if you’re reading this, I guess it’s no secret anymore.

First post. Click. Second post. Click. Third post. Click. Clickety-click-click.

Phew. Fifty-seven posts…

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