Sleep, Really?
by Steve West on December 6, 2024

Recent conversation with Brenda:
Me: (after winning the wishbone break) Dead chicken says I get my wish.
Brenda: What did you wish for?
Me: What's your greatest fantasy?
Brenda: Fourteen hours of sleep followed by a buffet breakfast.
Me: Aren't you fortunate that I'm great in bed? I can sleep there all day.
Brenda: And then make breakfast?
Me: Hey, wait. Dead chicken said I won.
Brenda: Make sure he's on the menu.
Web Junkie
Steve West scours the Web searching for interest or absurdity and then shakes his head ruefully when he finds it. Read more »

Just My Lucky Day, I Guess
Weekly shopping trips have been largely uneventful of late because of the absence of you know who, UOAS. She kind of startled me with her presence at the Safeway tonight and I wondered if God specifically was observing my sense of satisfaction over her MIA status. She noted my surprised expression and commented, "Long time no see!" Go »
The Cause And The Cure For The Munchies
So, you're an executive pothead sitting around the confernce room table with all the stoner VP's. The discussion centers on marketing a product that, while overtly illegal, has such an upside in monopolizing the market and growth potential. And whose turn is it to change the bong water, anyway? Go »
Approaching Decision Time
The Mickster/Sean Penn debate rages. I'm listing my reasons not to choose Mickey Rourke and comparing them to a similar list for Sean Penn. Mickey Rourke 1. Go »
Happy Halloween
Back when I was about ten, I went trick or treating as a witch doctor. I got to a house that I didn't know who lived there and was greeted by a kindly looking old lady. When I routinely and without much enthusiaism stated, "Trick or treat," she responded by handing me a piece of religious literature. Go »
Such As It Is...
Best stuff I found this week. Merv's sense of humor lasted 'til the end. New Bond stamps. Go »