See, Kat comes in here every morning and taunts us with food we do not have! Sheesh.
OK, it's snowing. It's not supposed to do that.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
See, Kat comes in here every morning and taunts us with food we do not have! Sheesh.
OK, it's snowing. It's not supposed to do that.
Victorian joke book proves that the old ones aren't best
I say, I say, I say - have you heard the one about the Victorian gags that hadn't been aired for 130 years? Well, when you hear them you'll probably understand why.
A long-neglected stash of jokes will this week be revived for the first time since their 19th-century prime. The material was gathered in two notebooks by the touring clown Thomas Lawrence to perfect and preserve his pioneering stand-up routines. This Victorian equivalent of Bob Monkhouse's joke book will by performed at the spiritual home of variety - Blackpool.
It might not be sufficiently sophisticated or bawdy to tickle the audience of today, but in their time, this material would have reduced the crowd to peals of laughter.
The books contains such gems as: "What's the difference between a rowing boat and Joan of Arc? One is made of wood and the other is Maid of Orleans."
That's, um... not very good.
I am drinking a very large cup of coffee, and trying to convince myself to listen to my work voicemail.
Oscar Nominees:
I feel very out of touch with movies this year. The only nominated movie I've seen is Little Miss Sunshine.
and trying to convince myself to listen to my work voicemail.
You should. One of the voicemails might be an offer of a free pony.
See, Kat comes in here every morning and taunts us with food we do not have!
OH! And cupcakes. Both in mini size (just had chocolate orange which was markedly menh, but there's also a blue hawaiian) and regular (mmmm...red velvet cake!). But I think I'm making another grilled cheese and ham with the jalpeno cheese bread.
You can taunt with cupcakes. Those I have no great need for. And what the heck is a blue hawaiian cupcake?
One of the voicemails might be an offer of a free pony.
Liar. It's never sunshine and ponies. Unless the ponies are the ones screaming.
Screaming Ponies. Band name, or euphemism for incontinence?
And what the heck is a blue hawaiian cupcake?
That's what happens when Don Ho puts his cupcake in the freezer?
lalala, I can't hear Kat.
I am drinking a very large cup of coffee, and trying to convince myself to listen to my work voicemail.
I'm having a very large cup of coffee and trying to convince myself not to go back to bed.