The reviewer Betamax quotes advises not to sit close to the screen and be overwhelmed. That's about what have I do with Betamax's comments. They are amazingly creative too.
Which maybe isn't that surprising since I am currently dressed as a Homecoming Queen. It is a way to make myself feel Special before going to work, and I like the tiara.
I rarely tell Jokes -- I too often digress from the format and then the Joke is gone, like a cake left out in the rain.
That said, my favorite joke that NEVER gets a laugh:
"What do you call a monkey with a Ph.D?"
"Dr. Monkey."
For me it has everything that humor can be: self-seriousness, class-consciousness, absurdity and monkeys -- everything except sex, basically, all compressed into a very tiny diamond, so easy that anyone can tell it.
And when I tell it, with Obvious Pride, I inevitably get the pitying look that says: You. Are. An. Idiot.
So I tell it Again. Really, you don't get it?
And the reply, again:
You. Are. An. Idiot. Generally accompanied by a slow head-shake.
It is my "Go-to" Joke that never gets anywhere, which makes me love it more.
Perhaps I will need to delve into this more after work.
Yeah, I have a very vague understanding of quantum computing and stuff like that. It speaks to my lack of science training and imagination, but once they get that down so that everyone has a quantum computer in their shirt pocket, there doesn't seem to be much left to do. Of course I'm sure someone will get started on "electron computing" or quark computing, because mere quantum will be tooooo sloooooowww.
I have to explain to folks that I was abandoned by my parents at birth and then raised by engineers in the wild. Eventually, I was rescued and taught to be human again. -CP
I rarely tell Jokes -- I too often digress from the format and then the Joke is gone, like a cake left out in the rain.
That said, my favorite joke that NEVER gets a laugh:
"What do you call a monkey with a Ph.D?"
"Dr. Monkey."
For me it has everything that humor can be: self-seriousness, class-consciousness, absurdity and monkeys -- everything except sex, basically, all compressed into a very tiny diamond, so easy that anyone can tell it.
And when I tell it, with Obvious Pride, I inevitably get the pitying look that says: You. Are. An. Idiot.
So I tell it Again. Really, you don't get it?
And the reply, again:
You. Are. An. Idiot. Generally accompanied by a slow head-shake.
It is my "Go-to" Joke that never gets anywhere, which makes me love it more.
Perhaps I will need to delve into this more after work.
As a Dr, and monkey, or at least a primate, I'm offended.
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16 comments:
The reviewer Betamax quotes advises not to sit close to the screen and be overwhelmed. That's about what have I do with Betamax's comments. They are amazingly creative too.
I feel like Homecoming Queen!
Which maybe isn't that surprising since I am currently dressed as a Homecoming Queen. It is a way to make myself feel Special before going to work, and I like the tiara.
Not to step on Beta's Gatsby thunder, but:
I posted this before, but it bears a repost, because it is really cool.
A Boy and his Atom
I still presume that they will come up with some more practical applications for their ability to move stuff around, one atom at a time.
Oh, no, not again!
PS I was referring to another CB DeMille epic of comments by beta, not the pic.
That is gorgeous, Madame.
Just what we need to see.
I rarely tell Jokes -- I too often digress from the format and then the Joke is gone, like a cake left out in the rain.
That said, my favorite joke that NEVER gets a laugh:
"What do you call a monkey with a Ph.D?"
"Dr. Monkey."
For me it has everything that humor can be: self-seriousness, class-consciousness, absurdity and monkeys -- everything except sex, basically, all compressed into a very tiny diamond, so easy that anyone can tell it.
And when I tell it, with Obvious Pride, I inevitably get the pitying look that says: You. Are. An. Idiot.
So I tell it Again. Really, you don't get it?
And the reply, again:
You. Are. An. Idiot. Generally accompanied by a slow head-shake.
It is my "Go-to" Joke that never gets anywhere, which makes me love it more.
Perhaps I will need to delve into this more after work.
Vis a vis Bobby Dylan's Malibu House posting a few days back. Won't be smelling his shit anymore.
http://www.surfline.com/surf-news/scprorg/newly-restored-malibu-lagoon-state-beach-set-to-reopen-friday_95792/
P.s. He's in concert Sunday night at the St. Augustine amphitheater with Dawes as his back up band. can't wait.
I just found out that the GoogleAds thingie off to the side is a lot more tolerable if you've just visited American Apparel's website.
Thought I'd pass that along.
I've also just learned the difference between a leotard and a bodysuit and a romper.
Fascinating.
Patrick.
Computers on an atomic level.
The capacity to store every photograph ever made on a device the size of a credit card.
Rusty-
Yeah, I have a very vague understanding of quantum computing and stuff like that. It speaks to my lack of science training and imagination, but once they get that down so that everyone has a quantum computer in their shirt pocket, there doesn't seem to be much left to do. Of course I'm sure someone will get started on "electron computing" or quark computing, because mere quantum will be tooooo sloooooowww.
I worked at a pizza place. I picked up the phone and the customer asked "How much for a pepperoni?
I replied: "About one cent. We'll charge you more if you want it on a pizza."
It's all been downhill since then.
-CP
I have to explain to folks that I was abandoned by my parents at birth and then raised by engineers in the wild. Eventually, I was rescued and taught to be human again. -CP
I rarely tell Jokes -- I too often digress from the format and then the Joke is gone, like a cake left out in the rain.
That said, my favorite joke that NEVER gets a laugh:
"What do you call a monkey with a Ph.D?"
"Dr. Monkey."
For me it has everything that humor can be: self-seriousness, class-consciousness, absurdity and monkeys -- everything except sex, basically, all compressed into a very tiny diamond, so easy that anyone can tell it.
And when I tell it, with Obvious Pride, I inevitably get the pitying look that says: You. Are. An. Idiot.
So I tell it Again. Really, you don't get it?
And the reply, again:
You. Are. An. Idiot. Generally accompanied by a slow head-shake.
It is my "Go-to" Joke that never gets anywhere, which makes me love it more.
Perhaps I will need to delve into this more after work.
As a Dr, and monkey, or at least a primate, I'm offended.
I would love that Dr. Monkey joke as a greeting card to say congratulations on the PhD. Wouldn't that be awesome.
RE: Blogger kentuckyliz said...
"I would love that Dr. Monkey joke as a greeting card to say congratulations on the PhD. Wouldn't that be awesome."
THAT would be the Perfect Frame for that (questionable) Joke. I adore you for that - thank you.
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