Of Weirdbeards and Beer

Now I've heard everything: a friend's husband has been ordered to wear a BEARD NET while doing his microbrewery thing, or else. You know, as a hairnet is to a lunch lady in the school cafeteria, a beard net is to a gentleman who brews beer commercially.

The friend is delighted. She hates the beard. She hasn't seen his face for a while, so this is going to be great.

EXCEPT their customers are upset. They say they aren't sure they WANT to drink a microbrew made by a man who DOESN'T have a beard.

I tend to agree.

IRONICALLY FUNNY

Don't know who originated these, or who would admit to it:



The economy is so bad that, I got a pre-declined credit card in the mail.

CEO's are now playing miniature golf.

Exxon-Mobil laid off 25 Congressmen.

Angelina Jolie adopted a child from America.

Motel Six won't leave the light on anymore.

A picture is now only worth 200 words.

They renamed Wall Street "Wal-Mart Street."

Finally, I called the Suicide Hotline. I got a call center in Pakistan and when I told them I was suicidal, they got all excited, and asked if I could drive a truck.

Live, Laugh, Love . . . But What "L"se?

Our teenager and I were in hysterics this afternoon in traffic, following an SUV with a schmaltzy slogan on a cling on the back window. You've seen it:

We thought we could make a lot of money by creating new clings to go along with that one. Each word would start with "L," like the original. They would be in the same flowery typeface, so that people might expect some more sweet thoughts, and would never expect anything else. But these new "L" words might be a bit . . . edgy:

LUST

LEAK

LOP

. . . or:

LOSE

LOLL

LICK

. . . or:


LURE

LOAD

LAG

. . . or maybe not. We can see the copyright invasion problem right now. Another "L" word: LAWSUIT!

Not Iron Man -- Beef Jerky Man

Our teenage daughter is volunteering at a national triathlon in our city this weekend. Yesterday, she spent hours in the welcome tent. She was distributing T-shirts and goodie bags to participants from all over the world.

One triathlete was 75 years old. She said he was "ripped" though very thin, and was very, very tan. While she admired his tenacity for keeping in such great shape at such an advanced age, she said:

"He looked like a piece of beef jerky."