I bought this shirt in Kincardine Ontario, with Jen when we were first going out. The girl at the checkout counter looked at it and muttered, “Protect your nuts?”
I didn’t know how to respond, so I simply said “Yeah…because it’s always good…to protect your nuts…”
It still fits, more or less.
My dad really likes Giorgio Tsoukalos — you know the guy? The dude with the crazy hair from Ancient Aliens who always has the same conclusion: “Could it be…aliens?”
I try to get my dad to be a little more skeptical and use his critical thinking skills when it comes to that show. After all, not everything is just explained by saying “aliens”. Dad argued back that “Giorgio Tsoukalos is an expert and knows what he’s talking about!” So I Googled him to see if that’s true. From Wikipedia’s sourced article:
Tsoukalos is a 1998 graduate of Ithaca College in Ithaca, New York, with a bachelor’s degree in sports information and communication. For several years he worked as a bodybuilding promoter and a volunteer in IFBB sanctioned bodybuilding contests, including Mr. Olympia. He produced and directed the annual San Francisco Pro Grand Prix in years 2001-2005.
Sorry dad! You lose this time.
One of the guys at work is a real joker. The kind when you’re never quite sure if he’s joking or serious. For the purpose of this story, we’ll call him “Happy”. I went out to grab some lunch at Harvey’s. I came back to the office, and Happy was standing there talking on his cell phone. I nodded hello when I pulled in and he ignored me, seemingly deep in his phone call.
My car has electric locks. I usually hit the button that opens all doors, out of habit. As I got out of the car clutching my hot burger and cold drink, he climbed in the passenger side and closed the door behind him. He continued to talk on his phone ignoring me. I stood there perplexed. Did he just get into my car and close the door? Yes, there he is right now, talking on his phone. I decided not to be baited by his prank and walked into the office.
I looked out the window — he was still there in my car! I went up to my buddy Chris and said, “Dude, Happy is my car right now. I have no idea why. Go look. He’s sitting right there.” And there he was. Chris was just as confused as I was! Happy has a unique sense of humour!
Happy eventually stepped out and I never acknowledged it to him. Just a weird day at the office!
When you know the guy ran out of toilet paper at 8:30 am on a Saturday, but didn’t want to put just the toilet paper on his debit card.
And then I got home and it turns out I bought the “wrong” toilet paper.
There is a nice guy at work, who isn’t the best with movie titles. He’ll say to me, “I saw a movie on Netflix you will like,” but then not be able to tell me the correct name of the movie, or the name of anyone in the movie. He reminds me of my grandma, trying to remember movie titles. We took her to the theater to see “There’s Mail Waiting for You” (You’ve Got Mail), and she also really enjoyed “Brother Can You Spare a Dime?” (O Brother, Where Art Thou?).
The man at work was recently describing a movie he called “Dangerous Henry”. It took me a minute….
So take it from the man at work that I now refer to as “Dangerous Dan”: watch Dangerous Henry for some action thrills!
For this week’s Sunday Chuckle, it started with an enthusiastic Facebook post from me that “Gypsy Road” by Cinderella was now playing on the radio. That generated two responses including this one from Uncle Meat:
You just learned a new term. “Ear fuckies” — the sensation of having Tom Keifer screamin’ in your ear!
What did you do New Year’s Eve? I explored the neighborhood, and bought comic books. Here’s your Sunday Chuckle.
I was at home taking care of a sickie, when I got a text from my pal Jason.
“What are you doing right now? I’m at the comic book store across from your place. Big sale. Free pizza. You should come.”
Hold on…
…What comic book store across from my place?!?
There’s an actual comic store across the street from my place? Apparently I have been completely ignoring the COMICS! COMICS! COMICS! sign for months.
New favourite store. I bought a five-pack of the new ROM rebooted series from IDW ($20 for issues 1-5).
On my way out of the store, I ran into a big friendly guy who looked vaguely familiar. “Jonathan”? I asked him, taking a chance. He looked puzzled and answered back, “LeBrain?” Sure enough, it was LeBrain reader and DaveRocks listener JT, who I actually reviewed a Jethro Tull album for by request a little while ago. It was our first actual meeting, but surely not the last, now that I know where he gets his comics!
Lesson: READ SIGNS.
Check out the Kitchener Comic Warehouse of Love on Facebook.
JT is quite an artist himself. Check out his work at J-Trexx Monstrous Creations.
Happy new year to all! All over the world, to you music fans, connoisseurs, and various people with great taste in reading.
This is a new feature at mikeladano.com and I hope you have a chuckle with your morning coffee. Every Sunday I’ll share something funny or otherwise amusing that made me smile or raise an eyebrow. This week, a parcel arrived from the Royal Mail, rather late: precisely one month after it was ordered. Normally mail from England arrives rather quickly, but the explanation can be found in the picture below.
You see where it says “CANADA” in big letters? I know, I know. Because “Canada” is spelled so similarly to “Thailand”. They both have “an” in the name with a “d” somewhere.
No big deal; Marillion.com are always happy to replace lost items, they have done it for me before. I received the parcel unscathed…from England via Thailand. Would you like to know what’s inside?
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