Remembering The End Of The World As We Know It.

This article originally appeared on FIVETHôT.

De profundis clamavi ad te, Domine
(From the depths, I have cried out to you, O Lord)
Psalm 130

Funny how even in the egalitarian US, we assort ourselves by rank. Tony, the oldest of us and most senior with the company, was driving; the next most senior, Oppy — David Oppenheimer — was shotgun. The two youngest were in the back, me and David Garfield, inevitably called Garf by analogy.

The little car wended up the mountain road, and we came to a high metal gate. An armed guard came out of the shack and stuck his head in the window. “You have any cameras or recording equipment?” No, we chorused — this was long before cell-phones. “You have any fire-arms or narcotics?”

Another chorus of no. but I muttered “What do you need?” under my breath, Continue reading

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Mad Tourist Disease

This article originally appeared on FIVETHôT.

Two cows are talking, and one says, “You know, Bob, I’m worried about this ‘mad-cow disease’,” and the other cow answers…

There are about 10 endings to this joke and my favorite is “and the other cow answers, ‘Holy crap, a talking cow!’”

My second-favorite, and more relevant to this article I’m trying to write, is “and the other cow answers, ‘Well, that shouldn’t affect us chickens.’” Continue reading