Thursday, December 27, 2007

Wednesday, December 19, 2007

Monday, December 17, 2007

The answer is yes. You ARE smarter than a fifth grader. You're even as smart as a sixth grader.

This blog's reading level was rated: JUNIOR HIGH SCHOOL LEVEL.
Congratulations! After this you can tackle The Catcher in the Rye!

Get your blog's rating. It's cool. Go. Now. Do it.

Saturday, December 15, 2007

Wednesday, December 12, 2007

It's 2007.

Will there ever come a day when the answer is definitely not "unplug it and plug it back in"?

Monday, December 10, 2007

The sweet spot of prosperity.

Just enough to afford 800 thread count sheets (with coupon.) Not enough to be unimpressed by them.

Wednesday, December 5, 2007

Monday, December 3, 2007

The true meaning of Christmas is no longer available at Wal-Mart.

While I really don't care how I would be greeted walking into a Wal-Mart, I don't understand any Christian's insistence that Wal-Mart use "Merry Christmas" in their greetings and circulars over the secular "Happy Holidays." I would think Christians would bristle at the thought of Wal-Mart using "Christmas" to sell DVD players.

Friday, November 23, 2007

The 4th Friday in November should be You'reWelcome Day.

After saying thanks and gorging ourselves on Thursday, we all wake up on Friday with the sole mission to do something so nice that somebody else says, "Thank you." And we say, "You're welcome."

Wednesday, November 21, 2007

Tuesday, November 20, 2007

Things people have Googled and consequently ended up at this blog. Welcome.

lethargic rabbit
are vespas cool?
i can't find my cell phone in my house
whats another word for lethargic
the song that goes like I met my own lover in the grocery store
compare and contrast the use of irony in the gift of the magi
what's another word or another?
feeling sorry
imagine i don't deserve you
how long is too to dry my clothes
bob minihan
what does NFT mean
Am I right in assuming
my hot mailman
snowboarding lingo
my old lover blog
are vespas cool
i don't deserve you, but i deserve you

Monday, November 12, 2007

I think Veterans Day sales should be for Veterans only. Anyone who has ever fought in a war for our country gets 95% off anything they want.

Happy Veterans Day to everyone who qualifies for this discount. Saying "thank you" gives new meaning to the phrase "thank you." I have no discount to offer, but you can read my blog for free. (Cue "Little Drummer Boy" music: Pa rump pum pum pum.)

Friday, November 9, 2007

Wednesday, October 31, 2007

Tuesday, October 23, 2007

David Wilson CPA, this blog's for you!

Hi David! This is for you. Yes, you! I don't know you and you don't know me, but I know there must be a CPA named David Wilson and I figured that someday you would Google your name and find a blog devoted to you for a day!! Welcome to your blog, David Wilson the CPA!!! Have a great David Wilson Day!

Thursday, October 18, 2007

And now a word from my seven year old.

Why does your head go forward when you sneeze? Shouldn't the rush of air out propel your head backward?

Wednesday, October 17, 2007

Thursday, October 11, 2007

I lost $20 yesterday.

I'm thinking of putting up signs around the neighborhood. And if someone returns my $20 I'll reward them with a cat.

Tuesday, October 9, 2007

Why I'm voting for John Edwards.

Please, the man can talk to dead people! If you think Karl Rove was a powerful advisor just wait until this guy gets in trouble and rings up George Washington! Winston Churchill! Charles Nelson Reilly! Ghandi!

Monday, October 8, 2007

Lady Bird Johnson

I always feel really, really bad when I hear about someone dying and my first reaction is, "Wow. I didn't know she/he was still alive."
Here's to you Merv Griffin, Bret Sommers and Charles Nelson Reilly!

Thursday, October 4, 2007

Clown scary.

This morning I found myself driving behind a small grey Chevy that had a stuffed bear wearing a karate outfit sitting in the back window. Later that day and three towns over, I found myself driving directly behind that same small grey Chevy with the stuffed bear wearing a karate outfit sitting in the back window.

Tuesday, October 2, 2007

"If walls could talk maybe I wouldn't be so lonely."

No, it's not about me. I have a husband and these two kids who talk on and on and on. (Oh, to be lonely...) But wouldn't that be a great country music lyric? Though, if I were that lonely it certainly would explain this blog, wouldn't it?

Thursday, September 27, 2007

Wednesday, September 26, 2007

Overheard at the vet.

There's only a hairline difference between a happy rabbit, a lethargic rabbit and a dead rabbit.

Monday, September 24, 2007

New t-shirt rule.

You're not allowed to wear a t-shirt for a bowling alley, car repair shop, bait and tackle store or sub-par eating establishment unless you have patronized the institution or your relative owns it.

Wednesday, September 19, 2007

What's another word for nother?

I hear people using it all the time: nother. Ex: "That's a whole nother issue." Nother is not a word. But it's so handy. I can't think of another word that can take its place.

Monday, September 17, 2007

The most annoying thing about living on the border between two time zones must be when someone new moves into the neighborhood.

It probably takes five or six months for the new guy to stop making jokes like, "Wow, this morning it took me an hour and two minutes to walk next door. But I got back to my house in no time!"

Wednesday, September 12, 2007

Where's Typo?

Who needs Waldo when you can get all your detail hunting fun right here on theshortestblogintheworld? Be the first to report a typo. Find 50 and you'll get a free gift certificate to Sam Goody Records!

Tuesday, September 11, 2007

Time flies when you're having fun. It goes slowest when:

A. You're defrosting chicken in the microwave.
B. You just peed on an EPT stick.
C. Your 7 year old son is in the Mens room at the mall by himself.

Friday, September 7, 2007

I don't deserve you.

If someone says this to you, stop and seriously consider whether it may be true.

Tuesday, September 4, 2007

Snowboarding and Karl Rove

I was recently reading a glossary of "Snowboarding Lingo" on the back of a Honeycombs box. I learned that when a snowboarder is about to fall and is flailing his arms in a circular fashion to try to avoid the inevitable, it is called “rolling down the windows” because the action simulates the action of manually rolling down the windows in a car. However, there are no actual snowboarders who have ever manually rolled down the windows in their car. (1972?) That’s how I know that “Snowboarding Lingo” is actually part of a secret KarlRovian plot to takeover the country by the hand of our drunken youth. And I think Honeycombs is in on it, too.

Friday, August 31, 2007

Lost Cat

We get a lot of the posters in our neighborhood. "LOST CAT" with a big picture of the cat. I always wonder if the cat comes by and sees his own picture on the lightpost.
Or if it's like for other stray/lost cats.

Wednesday, August 29, 2007

Tuesday, August 28, 2007

Sunday, August 26, 2007

Six things I learned on my summer vacation.

1. PMS + 6 year old son + Statue of Liberty = Not a grand day out in NYC.
2. Disneyland has nothing on Times Square.
3. Pinwheel cookies that have spent 20 minutes in the freezer are better than Pinwheel cookies that have spent 8 seconds in the microwave.
4. People start drinking early at Holiday Inn on a Saturday.
5. Delaware has a store called “Ham Radio Supercenter” right next to a store called “Gun Outlet.” They also have many stores called "Affordable Divorce." I don't know whether the three are related.
6. In a pinch, $6 wine from 7-11 will do.
7. My husband comes by it honestly.

Saturday, August 18, 2007

Wednesday, August 15, 2007


I always feel sad and a little bit guilty when I crack open an egg and find two yolks.

Tuesday, August 14, 2007

And now a word from our readers!

JD from Philly writes:
Did you ever notice how NO ONE ever drinks tomato juice? You never see it at anyone's house. You’re never offered it as a drink. Except on an airplane. And I swear at least 3 people in surrounding rows will order tomato juice???????

Good point, JD. I'm no expert, but I'm guessing each of those imbibers has a different motivation. Perhaps Passenger #1 has calculated the cost of tomato juice vs. the cost of Dr. Pepper and, even though he doesn't like tomato juice, is ordering it just to squeeze every last penny out of the airline. Passenger #2 has pondered the staining quality of tomato juice added to the turbulence factor of air travel and ordered the red concoction to support her therapist's postulation that she hates herself. Passenger #3 may be simply offering evidence to God that if he lets this plane land safely she will start making healthier decisions about her life. But I’m no expert and it is quite an interesting observation. Thanks for writing!

Monday, August 13, 2007

Tuesday, August 7, 2007

I like to imagine doormen and bellhops in their underwear.

It's not a sexual thing or a fear of public speaking thing. I just like to think about who this person was just before he put on a costume picked out by someone else.

Friday, August 3, 2007

Am I right in assuming we all secretly hate parades?

Shouldn't we all just fess up and do away with them or are we going to keep dragging our kids out and making fakers out of the next generation, as well?
(Love a parade? Please rebut.)

Tuesday, July 31, 2007

nft. wtf?

On a recently recieved email, the subject line reads: I like your blog. //nft.
Baffled by the nft, I quickly open the email. Nothing's there. I spend 15 minutes racking my brain as to what nft could mean. I'm stumped. I spend another 10 minutes trying to figure out what it could be if the middle word isn't f$%# or f$%#ing. Still nothing. So I reply to the sender and ask what nft stands for. Hours go by in which I am unable to completely focus on what I'm doing because n, f and t words are racing through my brain. Finally she replies. It means "no further text", thus saving me all that time of clicking on the email and discovering the horrifying news for myself.


Monday, July 30, 2007

Friday, July 27, 2007

Could this be the best and the worst day of my life?

This morning at the exact moment that I flipped on the bathroom light someone's car alarm went off, making me feel like I set the car alarm off with the light switch. I love that. But then I got in the shower and accidentally put my conditioner on before my shampoo and I was right back where I started.

Wednesday, July 18, 2007

The Celebrity Circle Of Life.

Last night, in three commercials I saw in succession, Alex Tribeck tried to sell me Life Insurance, Robert Wagner tried to sell me a Reverse Mortgage and Sally Field tried to sell me Osteoporosis medicine.

Tuesday, July 17, 2007

A very special entry.

I almost got in a wreck this morning.The car in front of me on the highway came screeching to a halt. I followed suit. In turn, each of the cars behind me did as well. Fortunately no cars made contact, but my five year old hurt his shoulders on the straps of his carseat. (I think he was really just scared.) When we got home he was still crying. I hugged him and he nearly strangled me as he hugged me back. The hug lasted a long time. I couldn't let go. I could only think about what if things had not turned out so well and I had to spend the rest of my life aching to have this moment with him just one more time.

Thursday, July 12, 2007

My brand new $850 drier does not dry my clothes.

Here's a transcript of my last call to the manufacturer:
Me: It's still not drying my clothes.
Him: Well, it won't get your clothes perfectly dry.
Me: Why?
Him: It's designed to leave your clothes damp. It's better for the material.
Me: But it's called a DRIER, not a damper.
Him: It will never make them very dry. It's bad for the clothing.
Me: But I'm setting it on "VERY DRY" mode. If that mode leaves them damp, shouldn't it be called "LESS DAMP MODE"?
Him: It will never make them very dry. It's bad for the clothing.
Me: What if I were a smoker and bought a pack of cigarettes? Yes, they would be very bad for me, but I'd also be very angry if I opened the package and found asparagus.
Him: It will not ever make them very dry. It's bad for the clothing.

I could see we were getting nowhere. So I hung up and continued to fold my damp clothes. I won't tell you the name of this drier. I'm afraid my blog readership base, which is surely in the millions by now, could alter their stock unfairly.

Tuesday, July 10, 2007

Forget Scooter Libby. Pardon this guy!

When you rob a bank with branches hiding your face you deserve a parade, not prison. Well done, Mr. Almost-Bank-Robber-Man!

Monday, July 9, 2007

Well, this is the new Dave.

I overheard this in an office building. I don't know Dave at all, but I'm pretty sure there is no New Dave.

Wednesday, June 27, 2007

Let's change the world one finger at a time.

The next time you're on the road and someone in another car does something inexplicably stupid or mean, don't go flipping Mr. Tallman. Throw Mr. Pointer in the mix. Now, instead of saying, $#@! you, you're saying Peace Out! And there's no telling what kind of change it will make in the recipient. It just may inspire that really bad driver to go out and sweep a sidewalk or pass on the veal!

Monday, June 25, 2007

Friday, June 15, 2007

The five things I hear when I tell people I grew up in Oklahoma.

1. (singing) Oooooooklahoma where the hmm hmm hmm hmm hmmhm hmmmmm.
2. Oklahoma! Oklahoma! Oklahoma! Oklahoma!
3. Really?
4. Do you know any rope tricks? (Only heard once, but it's worth mentioning.)
5. Are you a foreign exchange student? (Again, only heard once, but it's worth mentioning.)

For those of you who check this blog often I will be on vacation back in Oklahoma for the next week and, therefore, not updating the blog. Please check back on June 25th. And, by the way, the end of that sentence in #1 is: where the wind comes sweeping down the plain.

Wednesday, June 13, 2007

Kate Hudson.

Is so much like Goldie Hawn she just kind of seems redundant. Though fabulously redundant.

Tuesday, June 12, 2007

Friday, June 8, 2007

This just in.

The guy on the left (Adm. Michael Mullen) is going to replace the guy on the right (Gen Peter Pace) as Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff. You have to admit, they are even better than the two Darrens.

Wednesday, June 6, 2007

Sometimes my husband thinks I'm paranoid.

I'm not. Just a little edgy. He doesn't realize how stressful it can be to have Spell Check antagonizing you all day.

Monday, June 4, 2007

That's young for nuns.

Just overheard at Starbucks.

Men in ties.

Some men look perfectly comfortable while wearing a tie. Others seem to be choking. Gasping for air. Dying a slow death. I wonder how often the tie is metaphorically accurate to the job/woman/event the man is wearing it for.

Friday, June 1, 2007

If your last name is Koch I will vote for you.

I promise. It makes my day to see the signs. Just this morning I was in a bad mood, then I saw a sign that said: KOCH FOR QUINCY. So here's a guy with a last name like that and he says to himself, "I should put that name on signs and hang them all over town." That's moxie! If I lived in Quincy, he'd have my vote.
I do not feel the same about the optomitrist in Providence whose billboard I saw on 95N. His last name is Koch and he named his practice Koch Eye. He's not touching my eyes.

Wednesday, May 30, 2007


A talko is like a typo, but in speech. Like when my car broke down and I didn't have a cell phone and I went up to a stranger's house to ask if I could borrow their phone. Instead I said, "My car broke down. Can I borrow your car?"
A talko is sometimes more awkward than a typo.

Tuesday, May 29, 2007

Learn from my morning.

If you ever find yourself wondering if there is any reason you shouldn't leave your blueberry smoothie mixing in the blender while you run down and put on a load of laundry, the answer is yes.

Wednesday, May 23, 2007

Everytime I give a present

I can't help but think of the present I would get in return if I were one of the characters in the "Gift of the Magi" story.
Only, since I usually give up money to buy the present I'm giving, in my "Gift of the Magi" fantasy I always get a wallet.

Tuesday, May 22, 2007

Monday, May 21, 2007

I was at church yesterday.

Yes, I was.
And it was confirmation day. There were 6 eigth graders at the front of the church. Five were in very fancy confirmation clothes. One was in jeans and a "Stop genocide in Darfur" t-shirt. I sat there and prayed that I could be the kind of parent who raised that kid.

Tuesday, May 15, 2007

It doesn't take much.

When I walk into a ladies room, in an office or hotel lobby or something, and the seat is flipped up as if it has not been touched since it has been cleaned, I just feel like a princess. Or at least a B-list celebrity.

Monday, May 14, 2007

14 1/2.

That is the age when it stops being acceptable to wear another man's name on the back of your shirt. I don't care how many World Series he has won.

Thursday, May 10, 2007

Somebody just told me Charles Bukowski died posthumously.

I was confused until another friend explained that this means he died after eating hummus.
Carry on.

Wednesday, May 9, 2007

Met my old lover in the grocery store.

Oh wait, that wasn't me. That was Dan Fogelberg.
If you've ever run into an old lover, or Dan Fogelberg, in a grocery store, please comment.

Tuesday, May 8, 2007

I do not like dogs

but every dog owner insists that their dog is the one dog I will like.

Monday, May 7, 2007


is a lit cigarette peeking out the tiny crack of an open window on the driver's side of a Land Cruiser doing twenty on the Mass Turnpike.

Wednesday, May 2, 2007

When I'm on an elevator

I look around and imagine how things would go if there ware an instantaneous catastrophe in the world outside and we, the inhabitors of the elevator, were left to repopulate the world and reconstruct society.

Tuesday, May 1, 2007

Large corporations should have several press photos of their CEO.

They should have happy ones. Sad ones. Maybe even a remorseful one. And they should send the appropriate photo to major news outlets when big stories break. If they would do this, we wouldn't have to read a headline that says "XYZ CORPORATION TO LAYOFF 50,000 EMPLOYESS" and see a little square press photo of XYZ's CEO smiling ever again.

Monday, April 30, 2007

When I can't find my cell phone in my house

I call it with the landline so it will ring. And then, when I find it, I automatically look to see who is calling. (Because it's ringing.) And then, for a nanosecond, I am surprised to see it's me calling. This happens every single time.

Friday, April 27, 2007

Wednesday, April 25, 2007

Tuesday, April 24, 2007

Wednesday, April 18, 2007

Dora the Explorer pinatas are so disturbing.

To see a bunch of four and five year olds wacking away at that poor girl as she hangs from a rope on a stick. It's dismal.

Tuesday, April 17, 2007

I know this is wrong.

Whenever I come across a Magic 8 Ball, I ask it a question and then I kind of give its answer some credence. It's not that I believe it, but I have to admit that I do consider it's opinion.

Monday, April 16, 2007

Friday, April 13, 2007

Parenting karma.

When you're a really, really good mom in this life you get to come back as dad in the next.
I just know it.

Thursday, April 12, 2007

Tuesday, April 10, 2007

Every woman has one.

The husband voice. (Or boyfriend voice. Whatever.) It’s the voice she uses to quote her husband when talking to her friends. It is usually used when she feels he is wrong, being annoying, being irresponsible or asking questions to which the answers have already been explained many, many times.
I'm not saying it's right, I'm just saying it is.

Friday, April 6, 2007

Thursday, April 5, 2007

4 things I've learned from stick figures.

I should not put my hand in between two gears.
I should not put my hand inside that gray box.
Infants do not go in the dryer.
Three people should stand shoulder to shoulder when they are together in an elevator.

Wednesday, April 4, 2007

Everyone's a comedian.

This is a popular saying, but it's not true. If it were, McDonald's would serve breakfast until 2pm and 80% of the population would be borderline alcoholics.* Oh yeah, and everyone would be funnier.

*This in no way reflects on my brother, Roy Johnson, who is a comedian and is not a boderline alcoholic.

Tuesday, April 3, 2007

Monday, April 2, 2007

How I got bangs.

Me: Isn't it so dorky how all these women are getting bangs just because Reese Witherspoon had them at the Oscars?
My stylist: Yeah.
Me: Have a lot of women been asking for them?
My stylist: Bangs? Oh yeah. Tons. I've been doing a lot of bangs.
Me: That is so ridiculous. One woman wears bangs to one party and now every woman in the country wants bangs. (eye roll) It's pathetic.
My stylist: Actually, I think you would look good in bangs.
Me: Really?
My stylist: Yeah, want to try it?
Me: Okay!

Sunday, April 1, 2007

Just in case you didn't know: tiny jets.

You know those tiny jets that have two seats on one side of the aisle and one seat on the other and the seats are really, really close together? Just in case you didn't already know, the RECLINE feature on those seats is like the ashtray in your car. It is not meant to be actually used, it's just there because it has to be. If you doubt me, the next time you get on one of those tiny jets ask the person sitting behind you.

Saturday, March 31, 2007

Rate the pain.

At Physical Therapy today. I hear the PT next to me ask his patient to, "Rate your pain on a scale from one to ten. One being no pain and ten being the most excruciating pain ever." Now, isn't that a question that tells you more about the patient than the pain?

Friday, March 30, 2007

When I was a kid I called her Cindy.

I've realized that a blog is really just an imaginary friend for grown ups. You tell it things, it says absolutely nothing in return. It's what we've all been missing since we were four.

Wednesday, March 28, 2007

So, I quit my job.

Isn't that the #1 reason for starting a blog?
Now I'm a freelancer. I love being a freelancer.

You learn a lot working from home. Like, the first day I worked from home I learned that we have a really hot mailman. Then the second day I worked from home I learned that the mailman isn't really that hot, he just has a great back of the head.