“ENTERTAINING TENS OF READERS FOR ONES OF YEARS”
“ENTERTAINING TENS OF READERS FOR ONES OF YEARS”
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Start of Something Big?
Filed 8/2/21
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Filed 7/30/21
Filed 7/28/21
Somebody-or-other once observed that the only truly modern sensation was speed. After all, before trains, planes, and automobiles the fastest you could ever go was on horseback. Or falling off a cliff, I suppose, but that’s largely an unrepeatable sensation. Actually, one you wouldn’t want the first time. The very thought of which gives me the heebie-jeebies, or in technical terms, the willies.
Though I would add a second truly modern sensation, ear-splitting noise. Not only is modern life faster than in olden times, it’s also a lot noisier. We live in a regime of the constant din of the machine age. Relentless, annoyingly loud clatter, whine and thump. Also called modern music, though I use the term music loosely. Nowadays we are speed and noise addicts, which might explain the popularity of straight-piped Harleys and window rattling boom-cars. Well, popular with the owners of said vehicles not the rest of us who just want peace and quiet.
Filed 7/27/21
Yikes! Yikes!
Filed 7/24/21
Over the Humpday is much better than over the hill day. I mean, it’s good to see the light at the end of the work week, not so much the light at the end of… there’s the proverbial bit about being drawn toward the light; that light and that end. Which sure ain’t the ever living end, as beatniks used to say. Never heard that? Before your time, boobala.
It’s also mouseover the hump day. Try it and see.
Filed 7/22/21
Then again, maybe it’s all relative
Filed 7/21/21
Filed 7/19/21
Still Second Banana
Filed 7/16/21
Filed 7/13/21
Otherworldliness Humor
Filed 7/9/21
Filed 7/7/21
Filed 7/5/21
Depends on Your Point of View
Why, it’s another doodlemation. Why? Why not?
Filed 7/4/21
Head to the Beach, Everybody
Half of 2021 down the drain, another six months to go. They’ll beat this thing into the ground yet.
Filed 7/1/21
Like Greased Lightning Maybe?
Filed 6/30/21
A Message for Ewe All
Filed 6/28/21
More answers to HOW than you can shake a stick at (for all the good stick shaking would have done)
How Planes Can Fly
The Correct Explanation of Lift for Non-Engineers
How to Win Any Argument
Using Paralogic and Surreason
How to Talk Like a Sailor
Common Phrases with Nautical Origins
Suck School of Comic Art
How to Draw Funny
Filed 6/25/21
Filed 6/23/21
Tail of Two Cities
Filed 6/22/21
Filed 6/21/21
And Who Do I Owe the Dollar To?
I feel more of a malingerer, more remiss in my self-imposed duties by neglecting updating terrycolon.com (despite its almost total dearth of readership) than in not doing the laundry; you know, a real task and not digital virtual chore. Either I’ve got my priorities mixed up, or because folks across the webbie globe can tell if the site is behind times while no-one will ever know if my boxer briefs are beyond their wash-by date. Besides, I have my waning has-been reputation to uphold.
Then again, maybe I’m just the world's worst procrastinator. Though come to think of it, wouldn’t being the worst procrastinator mean I’d do everything in a timely fashion? Putting things off too long would make me a good procrastinator, right?
Filed 6/18/21
Filed 6/17/21
More than Forever; Forever and Ever
Filed 6/16/21
Filed 6/15/21
It’s Hot Out There
Remember, one third of tax revenue pays for interest on the national debt. And guess who pockets all that interest?
Filed 6/11/21
Woke Up and Smell the Kool-Aid
Filed 6/9/21
Filed 6/4/21
What If…
Filed 6/3/21
Also Known as June First
So, despite the weak imitation (sorry), we celebrate 100 years, or whatever it is, of Wooster and Jeeves stories. So go read a P.G. Wodehouse book. Don’t have one? Buy one. Too cheap to buy one? Borrow one at the local lending library. Or borrow one from a friend. None of your circle of friends have any P.G. Wodehouse books? Get better friends.
Filed 6/1/21
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Filed 5/31/21
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Filed 5/29/21
Anything Is Impossible
Filed 5/28/21
Filed 5/26/21
A Short, Short, Short Story; In Fact a Paragraphic Tale
Edmund had somehow gotten it into his brain, such as it was, that he had become, not unlike like Gregor Sampsa, some kind of shark, not of the noted deep-sea variety, but a rarer fresh-air type, trolling the lawns of the immediate area. The neighbors, giving him a wide berth, stared askance at such a spectacle, all the while harboring deep suspicions about the disappearance of their Pomeranian.
Filed 5/24/21
What If…
Filed 5/22/21
Common Unsense?
Filed 5/20/21
Filed 5/18/21
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Filed 5/14/21
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Filed 5/13/21
Filed 5/12/21
The Miracle of Democracy
Filed 5/11/21
Br-r-r. Where’s Spring Already?
Filed 5/8/21
Filed 5/6/21
Remember the… uh… hm-m-m
Filed 5/5/21
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Filed 5/3/21
