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Funny Story of the WeekBala suggests that I add a “Funny Story of the Week” category in order to boost readership. I don’t know if I can come up with a funny story every week, but I have created a Humor category; here’s this week’s entry: Not long ago, we had a “Bring Your Child to Work” day at my office, and we had a barbecue for the kids. I was eating at a table with some boys, so we started telling kids’ jokes. At one point I asked, “What's round and white and lifts weights?” (Correct answer: Extra-strength aspirin.) One of the boys looked at me and answered, “You!” Mistaken IdentityThis is too funny. Apparently, there is a “glamour” photographer who shares my name. (Be careful following those links; they may not be safe for workplace viewing!) Occasionally I receive e-mail — generally consisting of a young, hopeful model’s portfolio — intended for this other Phil Weber. Not that I’m complaining: I could be getting this guy’s e-mail! I must be doing it wrong...Jim Blizzard seems to enjoy instant messaging way more than I do! Anatomical Humor and Microsoft RecruitingOK, sorry if I disturbed anyone with my anatomically-correct cycling experiences. It's just that it worked out so well when Rory did it; I expect a call from Microsoft Recruiting any day now. Great Moments in Cycling, Vol. 2For Cycle Oregon: The Weekend, we camped at Sisters Junior High School, showering in the gym locker room. The showers, therefore, were a prison-like communal affair. By the time I finished the ride on Saturday afternoon, the locker room was full of paunchy middle-aged men (the young, fit men, I assume, having finished much earlier), trying to avoid eye contact. We'd all spent the past 6 or more hours crammed into spandex cycling shorts; on top of that, there was no hot water. As you might imagine (or try desperately not to), none of us looked our best. I finished my cold shower in record time. As I made my way toward the lockers across the wet, soapy concrete floor, my feet suddenly slipped out from under me, and I lay spread-eagle, naked, in front of a dozen farmer-tanned new friends. The funny thing, in retrospect (I didn't laugh at the time), was the reaction. As I hit the floor, I could hear several of them groan sympathetically -- "Owwww!" -- but as they inquired as to my well-being, they all maintained a healthy distance: "Are you OK... over there?" Yes, I'm fine, and thank you for not touching me. :-) Great Moments in Cycling, Vol. 1In June, a 20-mile training ride took me through North Portland, one of Portland's more ethnically-diverse neighborhoods. At one point, I experienced some groinal discomfort, so I reached down and, uh... put my affairs in order. As I stopped at the next signal, a young African-American woman rolled down her window, stuck her head out and asked, "What was you diggin' fo'?" I just smiled and ran the light. :-) Life's Unanswered QuestionsWhy don't posts like this: Programming with the Cryptography APIs look like this? Sps0p]uuyt0 kynz nz8 >pirns0p]rzi .SZo
"Are you a Tech Girl?"Hmm... I'm not sure what to make of this: You must be over 18. Born to BoycottI loved SNL's spot-on parody last night of patriotically-motivated boycotts: "Cuz it ain't whatcha do to show yer love for this country: It's whatcha don't do to show yer hate for those who don't show their love for this country." |
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