The intellectual equivalent of a ham sandwich.

Attn: Ellen (7/27/11)

Front


Back (apologies for my handwriting!)

The text of the postcard is:

Dear Ellen,

Bummer about the space shuttle program ending, huh?

I heard Congress is considering cancelling outer space, too!?

Money’s tight all over I guess.

Sincerely,
DumbFunnery.com

How to Dance to Dino

So … the joke in the vid is because I feel like his voice is silky smooth and sorta boozy sounding. Really. I can’t picture Dino with a glass in his hand, and that’s no apple juice my friend. There you go. A joke explained. Always the way to go.

 

My birthday is coming up in about a month and I am toying with the idea of trying to get a bunch of friends to go out on the town with me. Most years (if not all except during college?) I have flown back home for my birthday and had a low key night with the fam.

This year I’m not flying home – so why not live it up?

That’s right, I could finally have that party theme I’ve had on the back burner for years …

My sis, E$ and I thought this up when I lived with her, you come to the party:

As your childhood dream job/life that you never realized.

  • Maybe you wanted to be a rocket scientist?
  • Maybe an NBA superstar?
  • Maybe your dream was just to be really rich (that was essentially mine)?
  • Maybe a dinosaur?
  • Maybe an author?

Come one, come all to the party where your failed childhood dreams hang out and dance awkwardly.

What would YOU be at this party?