Our House Is A Very, Very, Very Fine House

I just made a realization. This will be my one-hundred-seventy-fifth post and I rarely talk about myself. I happen to be one of the most amazing things I can imagine. In fact, I find myself an extremely fascinating, witty, highly intelligent, brilliant conversationalist. My wife goes so far as to say I’m a legend in …

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World Laughter Day EXTRA

A Mr. Ohh’s sideways view EXTRA. Wow people is this ever exciting. Today is world laughter day and I truly feel I’m not doing my share. Earlier I went outside, stood in the yard and threw pies in people’s faces, but the pedestrian community I live in just called the cops. The fine wasn’t too …

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Oprah And Mr. Ohh! Driving The World

In 1954 many thousands of school children rolled up their sleeves to get the new polio vaccine. You may ask what it was like? Well, I have no idea, I wasn’t there. The thing is the modern press wasn’t there either. Sure, there were celebrities telling folks to get vaccinated, and newspapers taking pictures, but …

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These Are The Things That Bug Me

The other day, I was watching an educational television show all about insects. The thing is, it made no sense. For one thing, it talked about coloration and mentioned Monarch butterflies. Apparently, monarch butterflies are poisonous so birds don’t eat them. That made sense. Don’t eat poisonous bugs is good advice in anyone’s book, even …

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Being On Fire Really Burns My Butt

In 1985 Bruce Springsteen wrote a song called I’m On Fire. I looked at a picture of Bruce, and while he’s not the handsomest man alive he doesn’t look as though he has had third degree burns all over his body. Therefore, we must conclude he was speaking figuratively as opposed to literally. I don’t …

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