If you're a full moon, all you have to do to earn the coveted Blue Moon status is be the second one in a month. Tomorrow's moon (5/31) will just sneak in there!
First chance we get, we'll have to ask Herbert how he's doing.
The perfect last-day-of-school gift for a teacher. I would have had bakeries working around the clock in my schoolboy days. Yes, I know, you're surprised. I talked a lot.
The Spanish is not accurate but for what the mortgage shell-out must be every month, let them have their joke!
This sad banana has a future, and it involves banana bread!
I don't know if this is meant as a joke or if it's a Freudian slip, but this is the decor that one sees in a certain colonoscopy clinic.
I don't know. If you want to live on a boat, why not just do that, rather than building a boat-like house?
I will never again trust a brush manufacturer.
No, these are not those confounded clacker balls from the 1970s. This is a rural fire suppression idea. If a fire breaks out in a barn, when it gets hot enough, the glass globes will break and drop a fire-retardant chemical, thereby putting out the flames. I'm still calling the Fire Department.
Manhattanhenge was this past week, when the setting sun aligns perfectly and naturally with New York's street grids. All of Gotham is agog and takes a break from shooting, robbing, and indicting each other for a moment to gawk, then it's back to the regular.
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