Tag: humor

I’m on the train this morning when I start paying attention to what I’m thinking. It goes like this, “Picante picante picante picante picante.” I must have read it on a sign somewhere.

After noting that my at-rest mental processes are those of a five year old, I start thinking of other words that stick in my head:

  • gouache
  • Donahue
  • torpor
  • punctilio
  • albondigasThat last one is the spanish word for meatballs. Albondigas, albondigas, albondigas.

    4:43 p.m.

    • Last night I went to an ’80s bar where they had two rooms. One was for the Madonna-Prince boppers, one for the Morrisey-Cure ghoulies. Anyway, I was headed past the bar when I got shoved into this guy. We looked at each other for a second, and he grabbed my shoulder:

    Guy: Do I know you?

    Me: Yep.

    Guy: From where?

    Me: Sacramento.

    Guy: Yeah! Where did we meet?

    Me: You were the stripper at my birthday party.

    Guy: Ha! Right!

    Me: What are you doing in the city?

    Guy: I’m an investment banker.

    Of course.

    9:29 a.m.

    The credit for catching this blunder goes to Bryan Hillebrandt, copy editing hun:

    “The labels would allow their entire catalog to be available
    for download, using the files that already preside on their customers computers…”

    5:01 p.m.

    EMAIL MOMENT!

    From: A college friend.

    Situation: Describing a couple he met at a party.

    “There’s a definite lack of any humanness to these people, or
    as Jonathan Lethem says, ‘they do not posses a correct amount of self
    loathing; thus, it is my duty to loathe them.'”

    11:15 a.m.