I’m a time waster, and last night it reared it’s ugly head in the form of a video game. Watch below and then cleanse yourself by telling my readers where YOU screw around.
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Sitting with Hard Feelings is Exhausting
It’s been awhile since I put the fart humor aside (pains me to even write such a sentence), and talked about something more real, but I think it’s time.
One of my good friends, Bill Flynn, is known for saying that doing emotional work is much more exhausting than physical work. I have found this to be true as well.
Who Do You Read? (Other Than Me)
Copper, you're my best friend! Now, if only you could protect me from daddy's abuse...
The other day, my pal Laura Roeder published an article I wrote about building reader loyalty.
If you want to read the article, click here!
I had written this piece last year and totally forgot about it. As I was reading it back I was pleased to see that I follow most of the rules that I recommended.
ThoughtsFromParis Is Officially In The Black!
This one walks around the house in the middle of the night. I think she's trying to kill me.
I am absolutely not joking when I write that I had to Google “in the black” to confirm that the meaning of that idiom is “making money.”
I thought it might be “in the red” or for some reason, “in the pink.”
First Reader Photo Submitted – CaptionsFromParis
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Yesterday I rolled out a new feature on the site called…
This is where you send me an image and I write a funny caption as only my wit can perform so effortlessly and effectively. Please send in your photos to dj@thoughtsfromparis.com and I’ll try to do something awesome for you.
Introducing CaptionsFromParis!
You know he plows her standing up, just like that.
A reader named Suzanne sent me this photo and wrote…
Please use this photo in your next post and write something funny in the caption.
Now, I’ll admit that particular line isn’t my best but it’s still a solid seven. I’m pretty damned good at writing funny captions on pictures.
Cat Peeing – SOLVED
Why wouldn't I want to go outside when it's 12 degrees out?
I’ve previously discussed how my cat Pantaloons has an unfortunate habit of urinating outside her litter box.
More specifically she urinates on the rug just to the right of my bed. This is where, when I spring out of bed in the morning (and yes, I spring), I step. Now, thankfully she hasn’t ever done it in the middle of the night because I get up at least twice like an old man.
I’m Singing Solo!
Penicillin, yo.
The first song I ever sang in front of an audience was Mother by Pink Floyd. I was a fifth year in college and in a small acoustic bar band call Raif LaShanks.
The name Raif LaShanks came from some NBA player named Raef LaFrentz. We changed it to Shanks because we thought obscure slang for STDs were funny.
