All posts tagged: humor

Something Rotten

Words…

Words are such fascinating things… Sometimes too fascinating. I was watching a number from this years’ Tony awards, from the production known as “Something Rotten”, which you can find below. Try not to let the witty, insider-laced (and totally unrehearsed) banter by the shows’ two hosts throw off your stride, until the number actually starts. As far as I’m concerned, it’s the paucity of quality writing/acting that keeps these shows from gathering a wider audience than they do. If they’d just let someone with a modicum of improv skills host these things, I think they’d get a much higher quality end product. But I digress… 

Originally posted on April 11, 2008

Wow… It’s amazing what you can learn by surfing around the net… For instance, did you know that the closest living relatives of the aardvark are the elephant shrews, along with sirenians, hyraxes, tenrecs and elephants? Nor is the aardvark closely related to the South American Anteater, despite a superficial likeness… And it seems that on the old Pink Panther cartoons they actually did use an aardvark, despite the animal being nocturnal… Although the snout was a bit misrepresented… Now, I couldn’t care less about aardvarks as much as the next guy, but I thought I needed to start with a somewhat snappier topic than the one I DO wish to talk about, and I didn’t want to lose you in the very first paragraph… So for those of you who got here via a Google search for “aardvarks” (which is how I got the above information, by the way… except for the Pink Panther bit…), I apologize… It’s okay if I lose you in the second paragraph, though… I will have still earned my …

Originally published December 27, 2006

  So, I was in a bar the other night, and the bartender was bemoaning how slow business was. So, I’m thinking maybe I can come up with a sure-fire way to increase their business, and I’m thinking something along the lines of a dancing bear, and the bartender says, she says, ‘maybe if I was dancing bare…’ Ummm… Well… SURE… Okay… That’ll work… Aye, and a proper saucy lass she was, this being a Scottish bar I was in… But until the community board undoes about 30 years of zoning cases to allow that sort of thing, we’ll have to stick with more conventional solutions… So I wrapped my head around the problem, and I think I have just such a solution. It involves fireworks, a live chicken, a weed-eater and some peach preserves… Hear me out…