There is always an answer.
There is always an answer.
The internet supplies me with an endless source of warped amusement. Valentine’s Day provided an excuse to exercise it.
I saw the following picture – attached to some inane article – and instantly came up with…
Here’s a typical couple enjoying a quiet afternoon at their home.
Or are they?
This couple may be experiencing some difficulties when she thinks:
While he thinks:
So what have we learned from these possible scenarios?
I received a notice recently of the availability of Medicare for Dummies, Second Edition.
For only $19.99, I can find out:
All of this information is undoubtedly useful, especially for an aging population in need of such advice. The “For Dummies” book franchise now has over 2500 titles. As stated in Wikipedia, “For Dummies is an extensive series of instructional/reference books which are intended to present non-intimidating guides for readers new to the various topics covered. The series has been a worldwide success with editions in numerous languages.”
But Medicare for Dummies just strikes a non-resonant chord. It raises the question* of what is next for a dummy like me. Besides the obvious – Retirement for Dummies, Medicaid for Dummies – there is the illogical step to:
I should have realized that there is already a Blogging for Dummies, Facebook for Dummies and Twitter for Dummies. There is also Critical Thinking for Dummies which appears to be a contradiction in terms.
It’s only a matter of time before you can enroll in For Dummies University (FDU) where you can graduate Magna cum Stultus.
*Dr. Language Guy applauds the use of “raises the question” versus “begs the question” and refers readers to several diatribes articles on this subject.
November usually brings with it my melancholia. This year in my part of the world the weather is not cooperating and remains pleasant which, of course, makes me even grumpier. I know that the weather will eventually turn and I will start counting the days until the winter solstice. After that, the miniscule increases in daylight, throughout the winter, prepare me for the arrival of early spring.
For now, I offer:
by Thomas Hood (1789 – 1845)
No sun – no moon!
No morn – no noon –
No dawn – no dusk – no proper time of day.
No warmth, no cheerfulness, no healthful ease,
No comfortable feel in any member –
No shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees,
No fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no birds! –
A long time ago, I got blog-tagged. I answered the 11 questions posed as part of the “blog-tag experience” but did not create a new set to pass on to 11 people.
So here’s your chance. I am listing my set of questions and letting anyone who reads this post answer as many or as few as they please. Please place your answers in the comments section.