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or Powell's or me• • •
"Mike and Jon, Jon and Mike—I've known them both for years, and, clearly, one of them is very funny. As for the other: truly one of the great hangers-on of our time."—Steve Bodow, head writer, The Daily Show
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"Who can really judge what's funny? If humor is a subjective medium, then can there be something that is really and truly hilarious? Me. This book."—Daniel Handler, author, Adverbs, and personal representative of Lemony Snicket
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"The good news: I thought Our Kampf was consistently hilarious. The bad news: I’m the guy who wrote Monkeybone."—Sam Hamm, screenwriter, Batman, Batman Returns, and Homecoming
August 12, 2007
New Baseball Rules
Mimi Smartypants on her daughter and husband:
Yesterday Nora and LT were playing catch, and in the process of trying to throw the ball precisely into her tiny mitt and thus increase her slim chances of success, he accidentally beaned her right in the nose. Blood gushed. Nora stood there dumbfounded for a split second, then threw down her mitt and ran straight for LT, wailing. I really wish the next baseball player to get hit with a ball would charge the mound in a similar fashion, crying and holding his arms up for a hug. The fistfights are so predictable.
Posted at August 12, 2007 08:40 PM | TrackBack
Comments
Another daddy sends his sympathy.
Posted by: Kip W at August 12, 2007 09:24 PMSay you're pitching for White Sox against the Yankees and you hit Roger Clemens in the shoulder. He comes charging at you on the mound, wailing and holding his arms out, ready to hug you. I think I'd dash for the dugout. Better than him holding his bat, maybe, but I'm not sure "Love is all you need" is the tune in his head.
Clemens wouldn't be batting against another AL team.
Posted by: bays ball at August 13, 2007 08:43 PM
