The Water is Wet, the Sandpaper is Dry

I had to happen eventually. It happens to every writer. I am bone dry. No ideas. Not even one. A cat who can sing? Honestly? My dog could vomit up something more humorous. A writer, on the ropes, out of ideas. Oh yeah, that’s this idea. Lame. How about, a man...

Philosophy

I’m a funnyman, funnyman, make ya laugh, make ya cry. Funnyman job, funny job bein’ a funny funnyman. It’s hard to be funny, but it’s funny too. I realize that this isn’t really that funny. But I am classified by law as a funnyman. So...