humor
"Humor is what binds humans together and makes difficult times just a little less painful; Sometimes you can't help but laugh. "
New School
My new school was called Central Junior High. It was located at Belknap Street and Cumming Avenue. It would be a few months before I got the joke about the name of the avenue. Even though I’d played strip clubs in Fat City, I was still terribly naïve. I still thought that head was a body part that sat on the shoulders. And that dick was a nickname for Richard.
By Armond Blackwater5 years ago in Humans
The Unburied
The other day a guy named Dave stopped by our place in Kimberly, Idaho with a real fancy metal detector. He said he had noticed that our place was probably at least a hundred years old and had a good chunk of property with it, so he wondered if I would mind him looking around. I said it was okay with me, but I wanted to accompany him on his search and we should split anything that might be of value. He agreed, so off we went into the pasture.
By Dan Tompsett5 years ago in Humans
Recipe For Me
You know those questions that you get in interviews and other occasions that people are bound to ask “So tell us a bit about yourself” You know that question that you politely have rehearsed in your head, starting with Well I…. (insert family, hobbies polite banter here)
By Robin M. Nelson 5 years ago in Humans
Sunset Hill Community Meeting
Sunset Hill Community Meeting History: The Sunset Hill Community has been experiencing an issue with water damage due to lack of storm drains or proper infrastructure. The water funnels in from the street and runs through the backyards on the street, flooding garages, basements, yards, and driveways. There have been several complaints made in recent years, however, the City of Liberty has explained that they will not address the issue. The neighbors of the community have now been forced into a meeting to discuss next steps.
By Abigail Freeman 5 years ago in Humans
Sweetgum Wars
I have not Googled to find out the range of the native Sweetgum tree in the United States, but I suspect it is generally restricted to the South. Up north they have snowball fights; out West they chunk dirt clods and in California they sign petitions, I suppose. Here in the Southeast all it takes is rubber tubing and a mess of sweetgum balls for fierce childhood wars to be fought all summer long.
By Jay Michael Jones5 years ago in Humans
A Matter of Timing
I was setting up a spring seed display in my store the other day when Mrs. Viola Hassendoodle stormed in and knocked the whole display down in her haste to scold me. This is not unusual, as Viola Hassendoodle is something of a bull in a china shop at her best. It is no secret that she and I have been at odds since I moved to Greater Metropolitan Roopville and she certainly was open about it this time.
By Jay Michael Jones5 years ago in Humans
Fraud
“So, like, that’s it? That’s all you have to do?” “Dude. Eric. How many times do I have to explain it, bro? It’s so simple,” Nick pompously explained as he finished the last bite of his fourth California roll of the day, each of which had been individually delivered via Postmates.
By Jake Leonard5 years ago in Humans
Growing Up Gunnison
Mustang Touchdown Mort had a 69 Mustang fastback that we all liked to cruise around in on Friday and Saturday nights. On one of those nights, I’m pretty sure it was late fall when we were seniors. We were out cruising Tomichi like most weekends when we saw another friend.
By The Prepared Christian5 years ago in Humans
