There’s this twitter user you’ve probably heard of called “Shit My Dad Says.” He tweets shit his dad says, and his feed is being turned into a network tv show starring William Shatner.

Except it won’t be called “Shit My Dad Says.” I don’t think they know what they’ll call it, because they can’t say “shit” on TV.

Why? Why is “shit” a bad word? Read the rest of this entry »

LOL!!

What’s so funny?  Oh, nothing.  I just typed that to fill an uncomfortable silence.
That’s what everyone else does. I mean, come on: how often is someone really laughing out loud, or even smiling, when they use LOL?

I’m not completely against LOL-ing.  I’m okay with it when it’s in reply to something funny.  Especially if it’s my funny.

What kills me is the way people insert it into everything they write.  It’s LOL Tourette’s. Read the rest of this entry »

Today I was sitting at my local coffee place, Joe, listening in on the next table. Because I do that.  This woman said to her friend, “You’re so lucky.  You have such perfect hair.” Perfect Hair Lady smiled in a guilty way, like she was feeling sorry for those with less fortunate hair.  She touched her bouncy curls and said, “I know.  I’m blessed.”

Now why couldn’t she have said, “It’s true.  I am lucky”?  Why did she switch from “lucky” to “blessed”?  This drives me nuts.   Read the rest of this entry »