So I thought it would good time to give a little writing update, since for the past few weeks I haven't done anything after completing the The Average American Novel.
As most of you know, I've spend the past few weeks moving my den back into my den as well as re-organizing my worldly possessions elsewhere (homemade crate shelving). I'll save the gory details/pics for a later post, but I do want to share that I've re-discovered the bulk of my finished & unfinished manuscripts. I'll also go into gory detail about that later, but I did find a short story that has the unoriginal title of "The Grid" adorning it. Since I'm very horrible with names, it has a placeholder title of "The Grid Aint't My Friend". I know, cringe-worthy.
Anyways, the basic premise is a group of friends getting revenge on another for some perceived personality flaw. Trite, I know, but this was written last decade, so, there you go. Anyways, I've been working on rewriting this bad girl for the past week or so, and I'm making decent progress with enough knuckle-curves added to make a batter throw a temper tantrum in the batter's box. Caution to the wind I say. Lots of inference of all kinds of abnormalities (to some folks) to be had.
In addition to find all of those manuscripts, I've also found a treasure trove of ye olden e-mail humor printed out some 12+ years ago. I've shared a few already, so here's another for your enjoyment. Not sure who sent me this originally, so I can't give a proper credit to, but it's funny just the same.
The Pastor's AssThe pastor entered his donkey in a race and it won. The pastor was so pleased with the outcome that he entered it in the race again, and it won again.The local paper read: PASTOR'S ASS OUT FRONT.The Bishop was so upset with this kind of publicity that he ordered the pastor not to enter the donkey in another race.The next day, the local paper headline read: BISHOP SCRATCHES PASTOR'S ASS.This was too much for the Bishop, so he ordered the pastor to get rid of the donkey. The pastor decided to give it to a nun in a nearby convent.The local paper, hearing of the news, posted the following headline the next day: NUN HAS BEST ASS IN TOWN.The Bishop fainted. He informed the nun that she would have to get rid of the donkey, so she sold it to a farmer for $10.The next day the paper read: NUN SELLS ASS FOR $10.This was too much for the Bishop, so he ordered the nun to buy back the donkey and lead it to the plains where it could run wild.The next day the headlines read: NUN ANNOUNCES HER ASS IS WILD AND FREE.The Bishop was buried the next day.The moral of the story is....being concerned about public opinion can bring you much grief and misery...and even shorten your life. So be yourself and enjoy life...Stop worrying about everyone else's ass and you'll be a lot happier and live longer!
And on that not, I bid everyone a spiffy Monday and a fantabulous week!
You can't beat a good ass joke!
ReplyDeleteNope, you sure can't. Well....maybe...in private.
DeleteRe-organizing our Worldly Possessions can be quite the Adventure. We did a Big Move 2.5 Years ago and I'm still tackling The Gauntlet that was shoved into the RV Garage Mahal and not dealt with immediately, The Adult Grandkids who live with us suggested matches as a solution... it sure would be easier. A good Ass joke is always appreciated.
ReplyDeleteI've done some re-organizing, but for the most part, what went out, went back in. I say about 5% of the stuff that was in the den is now safely shelved outside of the den.
DeleteYep, remember this one and laughed again anyways! Btw- I attended Parochial school with Nuns and Priests so it is even funnier!
ReplyDeleteI did parochial school for one year, and one year was more than enough. I was not an obedient child back then.
DeleteGreat blog
ReplyDeleteThanks.
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