Hump-day Humor
A foggy, imprecise look at who I am
A foggy, imprecise look at who I am
Think of this story in two ways. It’s a bit more detail of the me in these stories, and it’s a placeholder for what I hope will become a regular feature in my area.
I intend it to bring a powerful one-two punch to bludgeon both your common sense and your good taste.
In a way, I hate to call it “hump-day humor” because that may be a disservice to the word humor. There is, however, no cute alliteration for the word oddness. Some items here in the future may not be funny but only strange. Maybe Wednesday Weirdness…
Speaking of twos, I have discovered there are two types of people- writers, and those who wish they were writers.
And I reinforce the old adage that opinions are like newsletters- everybody's got one.
To conclude today's brief encounter in an effort to gel your ideas of my fields of journalistic interest, they are as follows, good, bad, and ugly in no particular order:
Humor, storytelling.
Writing, and help for people who woke up and discovered they might be writers.
Life lessons, self-improvement, encouragement.
Business, startups, and interactions with human beings.
Real estate and DIY.
Irony, satire, and sarcasm.
Funny stuff, whimsey, hilarity, frivolity and jocularity.
I encourage you to subscribe to my budding newsletter called “The Storyteller” which will give you regular insight into the extra content and outtakes of this area. The subscription will also give you two more important things you might not have now. 1) A copy of “A Year of Martin,” about 216 pages of stupidity, and 2) the ability to unsubscribe, and drop me like third period French.
I thank you again for your time, and I stand in continued amazement and gratitude.
I see you’re already smiling, so why not go ahead and join Don’s extra-content “STORY-TELLER” newsletter, coming with extra smiles and the book “A Year of Martin!”