Oh good lord

Hey there, schoolboy, you looking for a little skunky Bart Simpson? Maybe some Scooby Snax? Maybe you a baby and you just want to shoot the breeze? Yes, boys and girls, the government’s new “drug slang” dictionary is out. (PDF file) Be the first on your block to misuse the word Zulu.


Those silly Yale boys…pretending to be pirates at high tea.


Possum Fur Nipple Warmers. I couldn’t make stuff like this up.


Best. Personal. Ad. Ever.: I was walking through Thompkins Square Park, minding my own business and drinking coffee. You (small midget, mid 40’s, maybe 3 or 4 feet tall, female) went flying by me running a zillion miles an hour screaming God knows what at the top of your lungs.


And from the “how did I not think of this?” files, it’s the Patent o’ de day: US6293874: User-operated amusement apparatus for kicking the user’s buttocks


In other news, on the novel front, I’m up to Chapter 6, word count hovering just under 17k, and I’ve just killed off one of the main characters. I didn’t want to…but really, he asked for it. I’ve also come to the realization that thus far, I have no hero’s in my story. None, zip, nada. Pretty much everyone is an antihero. I wonder if that will change.

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