Earlier today I was goofing around with my blogger friend Erin Margolin about writing a post called “Breastfeeding in Public – A Dude’s Perspective.” If you’re not familiar, this is a hot button topic where women bloggers and readers are fired up on both sides. Apparently it’s a huge deal.
Tag: humor
I’m a Cry-Baby!
Dr. Morris, if you fart on my head, I will totally beat you silly! Oh, and that reminds me - I should probably work on the anger I have towards women.
I cried in therapy today. That is very rare for me.
If you’re not in therapy I suspect you actually think there’s a lot of crying that happens. And maybe for some people that’s true. For some people that are total pussies! (Am I right, guys?! High five!!) For me, what I’ve noticed is that it’s a place to tell the truth – the hard truths. I’ve cried maybe four times total.
You And I Are Going To Start Improving This Sunday
I wish someone would write me a monologue for the movie they adapted from their own award-winning play.
It’s Friday night and I’m nearly passed out after many Papa John’s slices. Eating pizza is a great way to ensure a heavy sleep. However, I had forgotten to write my post. My bedroom now smells like farts by the way. One of the other benefits of pizza.
Being Blonde Never Helped Me
I guess I would have to get a permanent, too.
I am going to tell you the biggest disappointment of my life. No, it wasn’t that time I was fired from my crappy first job out of college. It wasn’t even the time my wife announced she was filing for divorce.
My biggest disappointment is when I realized that women don’t really care if a man is blonde.
Twitter Fight!
Hmm... Candyman is a lot less scary than I remember.
I spent the last few hours responding to (I’m pretty sure) every comment that has been posted on this site in the previous week. It was like 80, and I’m all joked out.
Yesterday I wrote a post where I talked about how I can manually go in and edit your comments should I so desire. Just in case you have forgotten I am a humor blogger. I would never edit your crap. Well, I would like to. But I wouldn’t. I did have to ban a few people months ago for being insensitive to social politeness.
I Need Validation From My Ex-Wife
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I had a great joke for my ex-wife yesterday.
No, I didn’t mistype. â€For†– not “about.â€
I’ve been open about my journey through divorce. I have even been on tv and spoke about it. My relationship now with my ex-wife mostly consists of questions I have about the pets (she’s a veterinarian) and something funny I know she’ll laugh at.
None of You Have Gone Nuts
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My friend Mary C (not an alcoholic, I just like calling people in that format so that others think they’re alcoholics) asked me this question today.
Have any of your readers become weird and obsessive?
I laughed because my self-esteem is not that high. The thought that somebody would be so fascinated by me that they decided to cross boundaries is absurd. I mean, I suppose it could happen. But it hasn’t. And I’m guessing probably won’t.
Okay, So Now I Do This When I Sleep
Well, to be fair, they didn't say the vest was clean.
My girlfriend Jessica drove all the way from Atlanta to Chicago yesterday. She brought her cat and dog, who also is a chihuahua. Just in case you’re new to the site, I also have a chihuahua.
If you don’t know the story of how I met Jessica through this site, you can read that story here.
I’ve Been Appointed!
Doesn’t that sound a lot more official than, “Some chicks gave me a position with their website?” No? Sort of deceptive? Yeah, I hear you.
Some chicks gave me a position with their website!
AimingLow is a fantastic humor website (seriously), which is collection of funny writers doing what they do best. Effacing themselves through embarrassment.
