Some rice just can’t make it and had to be let go.
Filed under 2017, photo by David E. Booker, Photo Finish Friday
There once was a writer whose Christmas /
Was not going too well with the misses. /
He had written a quick ditty /
About how she was still pretty /
But had used the name of his mistress.
Filed under 2015, Monday morning writing joke, poetry by author
Two writers were sitting at a bar, as writers are sometimes known to do.
A woman at a table near the bar was doing her best to get the attention of one of the writers. The other writer noticed this and asked the first writer what was going on.
First writer: “She sent me a text message.”
Second writer: “A fan of yours?”
First message: “I hope not. Her message said: ‘Y-o-u-r cute.’ I sent her back a message that said: ‘No. Y-O-U-R-‘-E cute.’ I was only correcting her misspelling.”
Second writer: “And?”
First writer: “And now she thinks I like her. I can’t get her to leave me alone.”
Second writer: “Here, let me see you phone.”
First writer hands the second writer his phone. Second writer types a message and sends it. The woman looks at it, shows it to her friend, puts a sour look on her face, and then gets up and leaves.
First writer: “What did you write?”
Second writer shows him. The message read: “You’re not my typo.”
Filed under Monday morning writing joke
Ripped from the horoscope headlines. Is this an editing typo or a premonition of things to….. Well, you decide:
“Pisces: (Feb. 20 – March 20) Don’t anticipate failure before you even give something a. You have as much chance of wining as you do losing.”
What is to be won? The missing word at the end of the first sentence? What is the Pisces person supposed to “give something a”? I have tried to figure it out, but have come up a failure thus far. I anticipate a no-win situation.
Filed under Silly Saturday
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