Talk to me, Harry Winston, tell me all about it Diamond rings : Marriage :: Barbecue sauce : Pork ribs. Stay with me here. Before my brother became a vegetarian, he preferred ribs above all other foods. Then he realized that it wasn’t the taste of the ribs he liked, but the barbecue sauce. FrenchContinue reading
Author Archives: Kari Neumeyer
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My congressman is creepier than your congressman “Dear K.N. and R.E., (our full names) My campaign staff and I were recently in your neighborhood and noticed that you currently reside in an apartment. Please be assured that I respect your privacy, but also wanted to take the time to share the issues with you thatContinue reading
The gift of fear Rob has an audio book that creeps me out because he likes to listen to it while falling asleep. It’s about all these people who almost got raped and murdered, but survived because they listened to their gut. Apparently I’ve been influenced, because I just fired an insurance agent ‘cus heContinue reading
Like rain on my wedding day George W. offends me. “The irony is that what they need to do is get Syria to get Hezbollah to stop doing this shit and it’s over,” he told Tony Blair. I don’t care that he said “shit,” but the misuse of the word “irony” has got to stop.
All right already Can we just move into our house? I need to see my furniture in the rooms to figure out how to arrange it.
My congressman is funnier than your congressman Better Know a District
They better be Canadian This morning, I walked by a bunch of high school cheerleaders, on campus for cheer camp. They were doing one of those spelling cheers: “D-E-F (pause) Eee-N-C-E.” I could tell they weren’t British, and I almost stopped to correct them.
Down the rabbit hole I ran out of checks right about the time I made an offer on a house. Actually, for all I know I have a whole box of them in my storage unit somewhere. I rarely use the things. ‘Specially since I don’t even pay rent at this time. I sense, however,Continue reading
Finally! I’ve been waiting for someone to tag me with one of these. No idea why it seems more fun than the old e-mail questionnaire with questions like “Coke or Pepsi?” and “Lights on or off?” **And if you think this is mindless, just you wait til you buy a house. My head is spinning.Continue reading