Have you ever wondered about that phrase? Just why is the proof in the pudding? Did the person who coined the phrase research other desserts? I have this vision of a team of scientists in Belgium holding a press conference.
“We’ve eaten a variety of cakes, pies, and cookies. We were unable to find conclusive truth in any of them. Dr. Van Wilmart claimed to have found proof in pecan pie. However, is research could not be duplicated and we later learned his brother owned a pecan farm. The esteemed Dr. …

Have you ever watched performance art? It’s kind of like seeing a UFO. You know you saw something, you’re just not sure what it was or if it was really art. If performance art makes you feel that way, you’re really going to be scratching your head over this one: A woman in New York is going to turn the birth of her child into performance art.
Marni Kotak is calling her show The Birth of Baby X. I’m assuming the baby will appreciate the title years later, as it will …

(Today’s post is a bit of fiction from a project I’m working on AND it’s an entry into the Writer’s Week Contest being held over  at Emily Suess’s blog.)
(Update: I didn’t win the contest, but it was fun to participate. By the way, the opening line was one of the 50 writing prompts you had to choose from for the contest.)
In high school, I got detention for selling homemade condoms. I won’t go into the process of how they were made, but suffice it to say they were made of …

Citizens are impervious to vampires, zombies, and Jehovah’s Witnesses.
Citizens read Carry On, Citizens making them smarter, happier, and better at game shows.
If Godzilla sees a citizen on the street, he will blast them with his atomic breath. If Godzilla sees a Citizen on the street, he most likely will buy them a beer.
Citizens are often followed by cartoon woodland creatures.
Citizens smell like Cinnamon.
Citizens instinctively know how to curse in French.
When a Citizen gets a tattoo, it’s in 3D.
If Jack Bauer were a Citizen, he would only need 23 hours.
Citizens who …

 A friend of mine sent me this picture to blog about. She felt the disturbing nature of the text was well suited to my particular brand of disturbing humor. I’m not sure if that’s a compliment or an insult, but I’m trying to be more of a glass is half full type of guy. So, we’ll go with compliment.
Anyway, in case you can’t enlarge the picture, here is what it says:
Pinto Bean/Hotdog Supper.
Womanless Beauty Contest.
Carolina Travelers
August 27  4 until
Wow, there’s just so much to choose from —I don’t know where …

I was in a department store today with a couple of friends. I’ve always sort of viewed the department store as a flyover venue, sort of like New Yorkers view the Midwest. For me, it was that place you walked through on your way to the other place —the place with the electronics, or the gadgets, or the food court. Anyway, there were three of us on this journey, one being female. The female in our group is anticipating some sort of upcoming ritual that involves a minister, cake, and …

Those wacky, nutty French. They’re always coming up with ways to show us that we American’s are a nation of uncouth people. Their food is better, their wine is better, and their cheese is cheesier. However, yesterday one of their most recognized citizens did something that might have been a stunt from the show Jackass —or business as usual on Jersey Shore. Gerard Depardieu urinated in the aisle of a plane, just before takeoff.

I read a blog post today by the good folks at TKO Graphics about vehicle wrapping. They are predicting that more individuals are going to want to sign up for paid to drive advertising. Of course, that got me thinking about wrapping Moonlight Graham. Moonlight Graham is the name of my Hyundai Sonata. It was named by my friends 6 year old son. Car namings are a big thing with my friends.
Anyway, I started to think about wrapping my car. Of course, this might have a not-so-desired effect on my …

I have, believe it or not, been an idiot on several occasions. Apparently, this is a condition for which one can never be fully cured. You can control the symptoms, even see it go into remission for weeks, months, even decades. But, it’s always lurking within the recesses of your mind (which scientists say is the best place for things to lurk). 

So tonight I watched the President talk about the debt ceiling. Then John Boehner gave a rebuttal. If someone told me I would have to watch the two of them every night, I would weep openly. Of course, America didn’t have to be subject to this. I hate to say I told you so, but I told you so. In 2008, I gave you the outline of my plan to eliminate the National Debt. Rather than listen to me, you put your faith in Democrats and Republicans. Silly voters. So, …