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I was browsing through my Dad’s old album collection. I am planning to put some of the classics onto my I-POD. I think that I may use this album cover as an inspiration of my new up and coming Jazz album?
Whatchathink?
My father still can’t understand how I am going to transfer my songs from my new record player to my little tiny IPOD….all through a little cord thing called USB.
My mother can’t understand why I would want to have a cover like this.
Top Drawer!
Side Note: Possums, I have been counting …
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Inside Mcdonald’s McCafe
Philadelphia, PA
Is it possible to stick something in the wrong hole?
Darn Tootin’!
I was on my way to Philadelphia with Ava and Dante, when I tried to stick the GPS charger into the cigarette lighter. For some reason the green light didn’t go on and I started to cuss the mechanic, calling him all sort of names, except the child of God.
All of the sudden, I noticed another hole beside it, with a knob covering it. I swear it wasn’t there before.
“What’s that hole for?” I asked Ava, …
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Possums, I was born into a family of tradesmen.
I needed help, with my toilet, so I called my cousin.
“Yell-o,” said my cousin Likke-li.
SIDENOTE: I read up on that “anonymity” thing and why it is so important, since I tend to deal with sensitive issues here. So, I hope my cousin Leonard will like his made-up name.
“There is something wrong with my toilet,” I said.
“What seems to be the problem?” he asked.
“Well, lookie at you, getting all plumbery on me,” I said. “Anyhoo, I think that the water in …
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Girl!
Girlfriend!
Honey Chile!
I have mad love for you and I think your are so talented. But, my friend, why, oh, why do you have so much hair on your legs?
I know that you have told us all many times that your sex life is so hot. I bet your bed must be electrified…with static electricity!
Darn Tootin’!
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My phone rang today.
“Quick, Lucresia, turn on to channel 114!” said my mother.
“Why?” I asked.
“Dr. Zoo, is talking about the same thing you suffer from, migraines, quick, before it done!”
“Dr. Zoo? Is he new?” I asked as I turned to the channel. “Oh, you mean, Dr. Oz,” I stated.
“It is not Dr. Zoo? I thought it was spelled, Z and O and O?” asked my mother.
“It is Mom. O and then the Z…Dr. Oz,” I corrected her.
“Wait, let me see. Oh, you are right. What a stupid name!”









