CHEER UP, MY FELLOW AMERICANS….. I just received word that my Sunday blog will continue to receive funding even if our government shuts down on October 1st! Nice to see that someone in Washington, D.C. has their priorities straight. I understand they are taking some money from Homeland Security and putting into Homeland Humor. Smart move. Now I can continue producing sub-standard humor for the masses. Hey, if a joke can’t stand on its own two feet, would that be considered a “lame joke?” Hmmm.
Boy, some people are sooooo immature. I’ve been trying to convince my family and friends that a semi-famous author like me needs a concubine. (which is TOTALLY different than a porcupine.) They think I’m being silly. (Me, silly?) If I had a concubine I would go from being an aspiring author to a perspiring one, and after all, isn’t that the goal of fame? Look what hyper-sexuality did for Miley You-Can’t-Be-Serious, or Cyrus, or whatever her name might be. (Meow.)
In case you’re wondering, my shoulder injury is behind me. (Then again, both shoulders are behind me.) I have been fully healed thanks to the magical touch of Will Ravenel, the world’s greatest rolfing therapist….. and a darn good magician, too! Between coin tricks, Will works wonders with woefully worrisome and weary women and men who are willing to wander into his winsomely wonderful world. (I dare you to say that ten times fast!)
Some of my fans are wondering if I am still planning to coat the back cover of my latest book (THE GRACELAND GANG) with Elmer’s Glue. I’m not sure. I’ve always wanted to write a book that people can’t put down.
Speaking of “put downs,” if those knuckleheads in Washington can’t reach an agreement, I will have to cancel my upcoming book tour to the Capitol. My publisher was planning to hold a modest book release party on the steps of the Library of Congress, but if the government shuts down, the library closes. Just between you and me, I sometimes wonder if the world is being run by smart people who are putting us on, or by imbeciles who really mean it.
Personally, I’m starting to dislike politics, even though I was named after George Washington, the father of our country. (He was named in 1732, and I was named after that.) I’m fed up with all of the bickering, yelling, threats, and accusations. But enough about that concubine, let’s conclude on a happier note!
Did you know that the average person takes 17,280 breaths per day? Well, now you do, so don’t forget to brush your teeth and gargle. You need fresh breath to “scope” out the opposite sex. Trust me, I’ve “brushed up” on this subject. Feel free to cut and “paste” this paragraph. All right, I’m running out of bad puns, so it’s time to leave….. Have a great week and travel safely!
Love to all…..