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Thursday, May 30, 2002  

I appear to have the unintentional talent of dropping something and having it dissappear into thin air.

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Heard this joke Tuesday and it didn't elicit much reaction.

I remembered it again last night and it sent me into a giggling fit. Probably because my French books are collecting dust.

What do you call someone who speaks four languages? Quadralingual.
Three languages? Trilingual
Two languages? Bilingual

And what do you call someone who only speaks one language?

American.

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Wednesday, May 29, 2002  

After a wicked coughing fit (due to inhaling water, go figure), one feels a little weak, like a war had just been fought. Drained as though after an argument. Silly because it wasn’t that much water to begin with.

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Tuesday, May 28, 2002  

I pass by an intersection near the Denny regrade every morning, and every morning there’s a different homeless person with a cardboard sign asking for help.

I’m left to believe that there’s a homeless pimp somewhere taking 50%.

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Thursday, May 23, 2002  

Buying airline tickets feels like swimming with alligators with people who can swim better than you.

At the end of the race, I lost an arm and a leg while the guy sitting next to me just needed stitches.

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Wednesday, May 22, 2002  

It's surprising how sitting at a computer for 8+ hours a day can be so goddamn exhausting.

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This just in: Recession in Antarctica prompts iceburg to secede.

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Tuesday, May 21, 2002  

Going to the doctor's is like taking your car to the mechanic.

All I wanted was a tune-up and diagnostic, and all of a sudden they're telling me my fuel pump is bad.

Good thing I've got that extended warranty.

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Monday, May 20, 2002  

I'm doing this!

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Friday, May 17, 2002  

I had a car once. A late-70's Mazda wagon. Blue with a white racing stripe. Engine smaller than some Harley Davidson powerhouses.

I loved that car. I killed that car.

Driving to the movies one night I noticed it was running a little hot.

But we were going to be late to the movie.

I killed my car.

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Thursday, May 16, 2002  

Listen, it's spelled "interesting". Not "inneresting" or "innerested".

It forks on the chalkboard for me when someone leaves off the "t".

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Wednesday, May 15, 2002  

San Francisco was hit with an earthquake earlier this week. Oregon had a couple today.

Seattle's next. Brace yourself.

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Monday, May 13, 2002  

Conversation a few years ago:
me: We here in Seattle have your basic American dialect. In a word: boring. Nothing unique about it. We’re what other dialects are measured against, because we have no signifying features, aside from the fact that there are none. We’re a placebo dialect.
Someone else: That’s not true. Everybody thinks that about their own dialect. Someone from Georgia would say the same thing. Same with someone from Fargo or New England. They all think that they speak normally while everyone else has a “dialect” and talks funny. It’s all perspective.
me: Hm. That makes sense, I guess.

Conversation last night:
Someone else: Here in Seattle, there is no dialect.
me: It’s all about perspective. Someone from New York would think the same thing.
Someone else: Huh-uh! That is NOT true. [implied context: this someone else is from New York]
me: Good grief.

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I actually enjoy riding my scooter in the rain.

And if I keep telling myself that, I'll start to believe it.

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Only in the workplace is it acceptable to eat cake for breakfast.

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Friday, May 10, 2002  

You know what they say: Warm hands, cold heart.

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Thursday, May 09, 2002  

Taking the concept of blaming it on the dog to a whole new level.

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Am I obliged to acknowledge a co-worker every time I see them? Passing in the hall or getting coffee, if I've already said "hi" three times today, am I considered inconsiderate if I don't greet them again?

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Wednesday, May 08, 2002  

When life gives you dilemmas, you make dilemmonade.

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Tuesday, May 07, 2002  

My blood type is A-plus!

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Friday, May 03, 2002  

When most people tell jokes, others laugh. When I tell jokes, others do vocal rim-shots.

Perhaps I should play Vaudeville.

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Thursday, May 02, 2002  

I can't take credit for this.

Yassir Arafat emerged from his compound today...

...saw his shadow and predicted six more months of war.

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This just in - Scientists play god with rats, revoke free will.

Film at 11.

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Wednesday, May 01, 2002  

How do they get the fortune inside the cookie?

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You know, when Bob Hope wasn't reading dumb jokes off of cue cards or feeling up Angie Dickinson, he was really funny.

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