I don’t know what city I was in — somewhere in central Europe. I don’t know what museum or gallery I was in; it is unimportant. But this memory will stay with me to death, even through dementia.
Archive | January, 2014
The Pessimist’s Pledge
The world isn’t made exclusively of rainbow-flavoured sunbeams…There are shadows that will eat away at your soul until all that’s left are the flaky remnants of yesterday’s bean-and-noodle casserole.
Help
An Ode to my Cubicle Mate
The only thing worse I Than your interrogation I About how I spent my weekend I Would be to hear about yours.
Flying Puppy
The Tragic Sex Lives of Hippos
When an interspecies orgy is broken up by a pack of hunters, a hippo must decide. Rescue his scaly lover, or save himself?
The Herman Miller Aeron® Assault Vehicle
Relationship Advice From Heisenberg
Some scientific advice for those thinking of entering coupledom.
A Morality Tale in Eight Parts
Modern parables for wayward souls
Coffee Cup
Caffeine! Excel spreadsheets! Does it get any more hilarious than that? Not for Alex Perala it doesn’t.