Friday, February 29, 2008
Not many choices
But this is inedible
That entry was submitted by TONY. No need to shout, Tony, we can hear you fine. Ah, but then maybe you are hard of hearing, in which case, CONGRATULATIONS.
Yesterday, Mike thought that a more appropriate name for an "outlet" was an "inlet." We liked the idea, and made it this week's game:
Give a household item a more appropriate name.
Winner, as always, gets a shout-out. So, put on your thinking caps, and post your ideas in the comments.
Thursday, February 28, 2008
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
From now on, I will say "The fever's got me" when I'm sick. Unless of course I have something else. Or I forget to say that because it is so unnatural.
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
It's raining men!
It's raining men! Amen!
Well, my point is, the song is enjoyable enough. I mean, it's not spectacular, but it's a fun little song that you can dance to. A word of caution, though, to aspiring musicians: If you want to avoid being a one-hit wonder, don't name your group after your only good song. Where would Neil Diamond be if he was called, "That Guy Who Sings 'Sweet Caroline'"? What's that? You don't know who Neil Diamond is? Oh, he's that guy who sings "Sweet Caroline".
Monday, February 25, 2008
Just when it looked like the two brothers would never be able to think of a satisfactory super power, Johnny, swept by a wind of inspiration, spoke.
"Hey! You know what I'd really want? If I had a super power, I would want to be able to know all the lyrics to every song ever written." Johnny said.
"Ooh, good one! I'd have that, too!" Mike said.
"Nope, no copycats."
"Just one copycats?" Mike asked.
"No copycats! Think of your own power."
"In that case," Mike paused for a moment before his eyes lit up, "I'd want to be able to wave my hand and magically get a new hat!" Mike said.
"Now, you're talking!" Johnny said, and the two began to explore their new-found loose interpretation of the term "super power".
Friday, February 22, 2008
Earlier this week, Johnny talked about an interesting experience he had at the airport. We thought we would ask for some of your travel stories. But, we are gonna spice things up a bit:
Write a haiku about an airport experience.
Ooh, a haiku, you say? What is that? Five syllables, seven syllables, five syllables? Well, right you are! And here is ours:
They offered us juice
We had no time to drink it
It was a short flight.
Hit us with your poetry, and you just might be this week's winner! Well, I guess not this week's winner, since Sid is already this week's winner. But you can be next week's winner! Even better.
Thursday, February 21, 2008
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
And the best part was, the guy always thought we were hiding something metal. He never thought, "Hmm, maybe we should stop sending those metal wheelchairs through at the same time as the passengers." Nope, he was thinking, "The thing went off! He's got a weapon! ARREST THA--well, let's make him go through one more time just in case. ... Drat."
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
Monday, February 18, 2008
"What super power would I have?" Mike thought to himself, as if he were hearing the question for the first time. "Hmm...." It appeared as though Mike had inadvertently stumped himself with his own question.
"Come on, think of something." Johnny encouraged. "Like flying. Except not flying, that's mine."
"That's ok," Mike began, "I don't want to fly. I think I would want to burrow. That way, I would not run the risk of flying into buildings and airplanes and stuff."
"But flying helps you survey the land for possible misdoings. How would you find out about the misdoings from under ground?" Johnny asked.
"Dude, I burrow. Obviously, my legion of faithful groundhogs would report to me."
"Oh, of course. But wouldn't you get dirty with all your burrowing? And you can't just send your super suit to the dry cleaners. Then they'd know your secret identity!
"Oh, wow, you're right. I hadn't thought of that."
"Yeah, it's too bad, cause everything else seemed reasonable."
"Maybe I could also have the super power to wash dirt off super suits," Mike suggested
"Mike, we are trying to be realistic with our super powers, please!"
The two sat pondering: Johnny thought more on his super power, while Mike wondered if his faithful legion of groundhogs had the ability to clean super suits.
Friday, February 15, 2008
On Tuesday, Johnny thought of a good idea for a campaign t-shirt for Barack Obama. And Hillary Clinton. But hers wasn't so good. So, we put the task to you:
Come up with a campaign t-shirt for any of the Presidential hopefuls for 2008 Campaign.
We'd make ours for the Republican ex-candidate Mitt Romney:
Mitt: 2 Legit 2 Quit.
Except he did.
Ah, now that's a winner. What yours?
Thursday, February 14, 2008
Then I thought, that sounds like something we at the Pake Shlake Band would say quite a bit, if I know us at the Pake Shlake Band. So I did a little google action. (For those of you who don't know, google is a web search engine used to find information on the internet.) And what did I find? This little gem. No, not that little gem, this little gem.
So apparently, Mike started his Halloween post very similar to how I was going to start my Valentine's Day post.
And after all that, I've forgotten what I was going to say. Oh well. Happy Valentine's Day, XOXO, You Pierce My Heart, yada yoda yada.
(I threw in a Yoda in there, did you see it?)
See it I did, young Padawan.
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
Monday, February 11, 2008
"Can't you think of a power that one could use for good instead of evil?" Mike asked.
"Dude, I've already thought of like ten, but apparently my choices for super powers are either too ordinary or too practical for you." Johnny said.
"Robbing banks is not practical!" Mike protested.
"Not if they can see you it's not." Johnny replied. He was getting tired of answering the same question, so he decided to ask the same question. "OK, Mike, if YOU were a super hero and could have any super power, what would it be?"
"Heck, I don't know. I haven't really thought about it. Why do you ask?"
Johnny frowned, justifiably so if I may add.
Friday, February 8, 2008
This week, we talked about Supers, Fats, and Tuesdays, and used the term Super Fat Tuesday to refer to the combination. We thought we would extend the concept:
Combine two holidays and create a new name.
Ooh? This week's Game Time is not a question, but rather a command. How authoritative of us. Of course, we know neither Super Tuesday nor Mardi Gras is a holiday per se, but we at the Pake Shlake Band are lenient with our definitions. As for our answer, while we like Super Fat Tuesday, we would combine Arbor Day and Labor Day and get Labrador Day. What would you do?
Thursday, February 7, 2008
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
What do you think? A little too much buildup, not enough punchline? Yeah, me too. Lemme try again.
So today is Ash Wednesday, the day when Catholics get ashes on their foreheads to symbolize the beginning of Lent. I wonder what would happen if one priest marked it wrong on his calendar and started putting ashes on people's heads on some random Wednesday in June or something. You think the parishoners would say something? Probably not. Free ashes!
Tuesday, February 5, 2008
Monday, February 4, 2008
"Invisibility?" Mike questioned. "Okay, that's at least something. So you could use that to sneak up on the bad guys?"
"Heck no! I think you are a little confused."
Mike was a little confused. "Well, then why would you want invisibility?"
"What do you mean!?!" Johnny replied. "If I were invisible, I could do whatever I wanted and nobody would know. Think of how many banks I could rob if I were invisible and I could fly!"
"Dude! You're a super hero, not a super villain." Mike frowned at him and shook his head. "Super heroes don't rob banks."
"This one would."
Friday, February 1, 2008
Earlier in the week, Johnny talked about being the King of Nopar. That got us thinking about all the duties a king has to perform. Of all the duties, this was the most important:
If you were king, who would you appoint court jester?
We would hire Gallagher. What ruler wouldn't enjoy watching a good watermelon smashing? Who would you hire? As always, winner gets a shout out. Or rather, winner gets an out with which to shout.