06 October, 2006

Deepest Apologies

Regrettably, I see that I misspelled Jack Handey's name and left out the "e." Thanks for the warm response to the post. Now you all know, if you want to encourage me or brighten my day, just send me a Deep Thought.

8 comments:

Slim said...

Just thought you should know i shared a deep thought at latin class last night. i think they were a little thrown off, but it got a bit of a laugh. hopefully we can create an environment where they can just laugh at my ignorance.

Daniel said...

If I lived back in the wild west days, instead of carrying a six-gun in my holster, I'd carry a soldering iron. That way, if some smart-aleck cowboy said something like "Hey, look. He's carrying a soldering iron!" and started laughing, and everybody else started laughing, I could just say, "That's right, it's a soldering iron. The soldering iron of justice." Then everybody would get real quiet and ashamed, because they had made fun of the soldering iron of justice, and I could probably hit them up for a free drink.

your sister said...

this has nothing to do with anything...but i dont know how to get a hold of you over the phone. please call me. i miss you.

Tobin Ricardo Youngs said...

two things. 1) I like daniel. 2) I just got on your blog and the first thing I saw was that you mentioned Jack Handey... I felt like I walked into a crazy CRAZY party where everyone had just quieted down furious laughter and games, and I came right in on the end of it. I look forward to more..

Matt Mikalatos said...

A good way to threaten somebody is to light a stick of dynamite. Then you call the guy and hold the burning fuse up to the phone. "Hear that?" you say. "That's dynamite, baby."

If you don't update your blog I am going to light this dynamite right now. Hear that? Dynamite, baby.

Matt Mikalatos said...

Here's a whole bunch of deep thoughts to inspire you:

http://www.cco.net/~jpete/deepthou.htm

Matt Mikalatos said...

I wish I lived back in the old west days, because I'd save up my money for about twenty years so I could buy a solid-gold pick. Then I'd go out West and start digging for gold. When someone came up and asked what I was doing, I'd say, "Looking for gold, ya durn fool." He'd say, "Your pick is gold," and I'd say, "Well, that was easy." Good joke, huh.

Matt Mikalatos said...

I think a good product would be "Baby Duck Hat". It's a fake baby duck, which you strap on top of your head. Then you go swimming underwater until you find a mommy duck and her babies, and you join them. Then, all of a sudden, you stand up out of the water and roar like Godzilla. Man, those ducks really take off! Also, Baby Duck Hat is good for parties.

 

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