Little D needed my sister to arrange a play day with his buddy, Hassan Babbaganoush. I know, it sounds like something from the Middle Eastern deli. I think I had it with pita bread one time. (more…)

Did you ever wonder about the imaginary line that separates genius from moron? Is it a thick big bold line like down the center of the road or just a tiny line as thin as a strand of hair? (more…)

Do you see Bob and me huddled over that oven? That was our Christmas dinner we were trying to save. (more…)

Thanks to a glut of stupidity on the part of other people I am slowly moving down the Moron Board and with any luck should be off the board entirely in just 6 more acts of moronic behavior by anyone other than me. (more…)

My very bright college daughter decided to teach her little sister a lesson. (more…)

                   If you are feeling politically correct today just go get yourself some coffee and skip this post.  (more…)