Tag Archives: imponderable

Imponderable #92: At The Carnival

3 May

May 3, 2013

dozen-19-hot-peppersHello my friendz, my name ez Senor Chili Pepper. I wantta tell you the sad story of how I lost my good good friend, Ganjabanana.

It ez not eazy being a carnival prize. You hang on a hook, filled with cheap stuffing, sometimez bugs too. Then one day maybe a leetel boy win you by tossing a golf ball into a goldfish bowl. Maybe a man win you az a prize for hees girl. Or maybe you get to go home with some schmuck with lousy tattoos and a gambling addiction.

Lezten to my story!

 

4858119409_b044274cca_oWHY deed you have to geeve away my friend??? Ganjabanana was my only friend! Now I hang here on the hook, drying out and letting wasps nest een my hat.

Why deed that jerk spend over $2,000 on a $200 videogame?

The question eez Imponderable.

 

But it probably went something like this:

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Imponderable #91: Zimbabwe

26 Apr

April 26, 2013

Medicine is such an inexact science. How can you truly know when someone dies? When consciousness leaves the body? When the spirit has passed to the domain of Yog-Sothoth? I dunno. Beats me. Better minds than mine have tried. For example, in The Boys From Brazil, the…

But I digress.

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I have only one explanation.

The funny (I mean funnier) thing is, this seems to happen all the time. Score on for the medical schools of the world.

The closest personal experience I have is when, at my uncle’s funeral, his mistress showed up. Not quite the same thing, but my aunt sure had choice words.

Have we learned nothing from Bride of Frankenstein? The Zimbabwe prostitute? My uncle’s funeral?

Love and death don’t mix.

They didn’t know she wasn’t dead?

The Question is Imponderable.

(And thanks this week to Jimbo!)