Tag Archive: satire

#WQWWC Fun with Artists (sight, sound and taste).

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Writers Quote Wednesday Writing Challenge – “Artist” I’m a day late for this, but being late seems to be my lot in life these days.   Here are the rules:  “You select a quote that… Continue reading

Mangled cat anxiety attack

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Drip, drip, drip against the window… …at 4am.  I awaken from a dream about a dog that’s half alligator, and a missing cat.  The entire dream plays out with the electric anticipation of… Continue reading

Things that make me go, “Why?”

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Things that belong under the heading of, “Why?” In public restrooms:  Why do hand driers in Florida spin out hot air while hand driers in Minnesota blast out cold air?  In Florida offices:  Why… Continue reading

Death by French Fries – A Haiku

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Sharing lunch with Tom Von Kapherr of Cats at the Bar and Back Home in Bromont in a Bromont, Quebec restaurant. (How the heck does he stay so slim?) Death by French Fries… Continue reading

Florida bag eyes

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To bed at 10pm.  Up at 3am.  So what else is new? Did you know that being up at half-past-ridiculous is a sign of intelligence? I beg to differ.  When I have to work… Continue reading

The Fans of Clutter

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God!  Why can’t I sleep? It’s an epidemic. Of what? Cultural amnesia.  It was once quite common for families to be up in the middle of the night.  Instead of moaning about it,… Continue reading

Insomnia LIES

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The effects of sleep depravation on the human mind are varied and many.  After getting to bed around 2am, the Fat White Dog and the Dingo Mutt were book ends next to me… Continue reading

What the not-quite-right-mind thinks about

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Do cacti have a soul?  If a couple of them die and they become ghosts, are they a prickly pair? Some people go to extreme measures for sexual gratification.  Why did male circumcision… Continue reading

Addicted to ORB’s

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Hello Everyone.   My name is Floridaborne and I am addicted to Oatmeal Raisin Bars. Not just any ORB.  It has to be made with deep richly flowing orgasmic brown sugar, XXX virgin coconut… Continue reading

Digging

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Fat White Dog:  I told mom we could dig to China.   Coon Cat:  Moron!  Humans can’t understand what we’re saying. Gentle Giant:  It’s dark in here.  I don’t know which way is… Continue reading