Category Archives: humor
Back Again. No Excuses.
The sun did not come out today. Where I live in northern California, the sun usually appears before noon, and it stays sunny till sunset. The grey overcast reminded me of the coming season, four or so months of rainy days, a mix of continual and intermittent.
The chilly, cloudy day felt like place my writing self has been living in for the past year.
There’s no single cogent reason why I stopped posting. Just fell into the writing equivalent of a deep dark bog. It got kind of cozy and comfy in there.
Maybe I bogged out. But here I am, mug of hot chocolate at my side.
We’re Still Standing, or Is It a Parallel Universe?
Hi everyone! We’re still here, or are we?
Maybe God just cut-and-pasted the world as we knew it into a new place.
Discuss among yourselves.
Andy Borowitz got this message from Him.
On a here-and-now note:
I woke up this morning and the mountains were still standing.
Jesus Has a Sister
Today is a special friend’s birthday. She’s Another Blonde, also known among our posse as TrailMistress Z. We are hiking pals and best buddies. Take my word for it: she’s terrific. I told her as much on the phone this morning. I’m in Colorado Springs for a few days and she is at home in northern California, so I couldn’t affirm her wonderfulness in person. My praise for her may have been a tad heavy: she offered up the idea that she could be Jesus’ Sister. Maybe it’s the altitude or the location — “Mecca” for Serious Christians, home of James Dobson’s Focus on the Family empire, with evangelical churches heavily interspersed with local strip malls — but her self-proclaimed status seemed reasonable. Continue reading Jesus Has a Sister
Saved by The Borowitz Report
Like April weather, my moods have been changing unpredictably and frequently these days. Things that are pretty much routine, like reconnecting with my inner-blonde, have not been happening lately.
I’ve tried to find causality, the reasons-why, in all kinds of places. Too much bad news in the news. The tsunami in Japan. American fundamentalists’ growing influence in Congress. My missed-trip to Paris. Too many cancer diagnoses among people I know. One of our dogs keeps on spite-peeing in hard-to-find places. Rolled up together, things large and small have taken their toll on my usually optimistic, though slightly twisted, outlook on life.
On the worst days, I try to hike, get refreshed and focused by the glories of spring in northern California. The end of rainy season brings countless rainbows — and lots of double rainbows! — as well as trails lined with bright green mosses, ferns and stunning, delicate wild flowers. The trail, enjoyed with my friends, usually sets me right for a while.
When things stubbornly remain crappy, there’s the Borowitz Report, Andy’s always clever, amusing and in-the-moment newsy blog. I drop whatever I’m doing when his latest scoop arrives.
Today, Andy spoofed the idiocy of the “birthers,” reporting on antagonistic “balders” who rant that The Donald can’t be President unless he proves his coiffure’s country of origin.
The Borowitz Report never fails to remind me that humor really does make everything — even the worst of things — tolerable. Thanks, Andy! Love you.