Potatoes and the Promise of More Potatoes
Funnier than a sharp stink in your eye…
I keep a mime in a large, transparent box… mostly for the sake of irony. ☻ There is literally no good reason to eat marshmallows… ☻ I lived in a town that was near the world’s largest baking soda volcano. One day, it erupted, flooding the town and relieving the acid re-flux of dozens of […]
Read More Gluten-Free Random Thoughts[Deb asked me to write on the above photo. I have… so now we are EVEN] I might have switched some of their heads in an attempt to make a Beanie Baby with the speed and intelligence of a stuffed zebra. ☼ I occasionally use them as oven mitts. ☼ Sometimes, when I’ve had a […]
Read More Why My Stuffed Animals Hate MeA black hole might be used as a time machine but most physicists think that the trip would pull your body into a long strand in a process called “spaghetification”. Of course, if you survived, you could go back in time and warn yourself but, be honest, would you really listen to a warning from […]
Read More Dark Thoughts on Black HolesMy Dearest Friend Kip, Well, Martin Luther King day came and went quietly here at Broken Neck Manor. It was a day to celebrate the fact that, black, brown or white, we are all basically the same. We gave the servants the day off to do whatever deviant and illegal things those kinds of people […]
Read More Letters to Kip[This one was tougher than it looks so be kind] If you had a million monkeys typing on a million typewriters for a million years, eventually, one of them would write Hamlet. But, Hamlet’s already been written so it might be better to use your monkeys and typewriters for something else. ֎ If you had […]
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Potatoes and the Promise of More Potatoes 