humor

"Humor is what binds humans together and makes difficult times just a little less painful; Sometimes you can't help but laugh. "

The Story of a Sock
The story I am about to tell you is one of the single most embarrassing and certainly most emotionally draining tales of my life. Sadly for me, this story is not one that yet has an end, but rather, is still a very present part of my existence that still manages to bring fear to my heart and sweat to my brow. I would also like to testify that everything mentioned in this story is true; no matter how ridiculous it may seem (the names have also been changed to protect the innocent).
By Amelia Lockhart7 years ago in Humans
The Art of Dating: Paris vs. New York
When it comes to dating, Paris and New York are like two famous men: both come with reputations that precede them. On one side of the Atlantic we have have the elitist Frenchmen, self-proclaimed ardent lovers who, paradoxically, reject the entire concept of “dating” as a restricting endeavor where romance goes to die.
By Dbag Dating7 years ago in Humans
Today Did Not Go as Planned…
I am not a person who likes confrontations—not at all. As a matter of fact, I go out of my way to completely avoid them whenever possible. But sometimes you just can’t.
By Lon Casler Bixby7 years ago in Humans
You Can't Read This While Taking a Shower
I was at The Glen, Montreal’s new giant super hospital, and a short guy who looked a lot like old Moses of ancient times was strolling by my patient’s door accompanied by a tall, smooth and loud talking sixty-year-old who’d just delivered the rich and selfish line. The smooth and loud talking sixty-year old had an assuring arm around old Moses and wore a hospital robe that revealed much of his backside, as sturdy and well-formed as any I’d seen. I thought the tall, smooth and loud talking sixty-year old could easily have been an NFL quarterback in his younger days.
By alfred warkentin7 years ago in Humans
Here, Fishy Fishy...
I know the title sounds like a old regular fishing article, but it’s not. It’s more so about my journey to becoming an avid fisher. Yeah, still sounds a bit article-like, but I know no more about fishing than the next person.
By T.C. Bosarge7 years ago in Humans
An Above Average Tinder Profile
I met my fiance on Tinder. That's the honest story. The story we tell people, because of the stigma that comes with saying we met online, is that we met through mutual friends. But now that we're a year into the engagement, I have no shame in admitting this. I met my fiance on Tinder, and it was the best decision I have ever made. Because of this, I want to share with you, Reader, what my honest Tinder profile would be, even if I had never met my fiance, so here goes. I'm Evan. I'm 24. I work as a paraeducator. I'm always busy. I know that seems like code for "won't have time to ever hang out with you," but I sincerely mean that I am, 9/10 times, busy, and the 1/10 times that I am not busy, I am taking time for myself. My life usually consists of running around and doing various things, and I won't even lie to you, that makes me the happiest in the world. Knowing that when I walk out my front door some small adventure is waiting for me is thrilling. It's like the high runners get after finishing a half marathon (which I could never do because running is against every religious belief I have, and you can't tell me otherwise. So is kale, but that is a MUCH different story). For me, the best adventures are the ones where you learn about yourself in the process. You know the countless amounts of times that I find a book that I remember from that one class I had when I was 7, and the immediate nostalgia hits? It's countless. And that's the adventure of a lifetime, to be honest with you. When I am not educating young minds, I work as an actor. For the stage. I'm not Tom Cruise or anything, nor would I ever want to be (which is not a slight against Mr. Cruise; he is one of the most talented film actors on the planet). What does that mean? It does mean, in fact, that quietly (or not, ask my fiance for proof) I will break out into song randomly. If the music makes me lose control, that's a thing and I'm not ashamed to admit it. But the stereotype that I want to destroy right damn now is that, no, I don't just listen to show tunes. Yes, Lin-Manuel Miranda is my #MCM, but he's been that since In the Heights came out. And sure, anytime Ben Platt opens his stupid talented mouth on the Dear Evan Hansen soundtrack, I get misty-eyed, but it's because he's SO. DAMN. TALENTED.
By Evan Tait7 years ago in Humans
The Roommate from He**
Moving out and into a new place can be so exciting! But sometimes finding the perfect roomie is a struggle and a half! I looked to Craigslist in hopes there would be someone (normal) who needed a place to stay. Normal is not what I found, though.
By Ginger Snap7 years ago in Humans
Wonder Wall
Lying in my single bed, with an alien hand over my ovaries, listening to Adam, my flatmate, scrub blood spatter off the other side of the wall is not how I expected to be finishing this night.
By Sarah Thompson7 years ago in Humans
First Dates
First dates are the pinnacle of the start of a relationship. They are either a painful shortcut to the end, or the opening to a great beginning. This also means that during the first date there is a lot of stress, anxiety, and awkwardness hanging in the air. A great way of reducing this tension as much as possible is by picking the right place or activity to do for the first date.
By Aris Robinson8 years ago in Humans
Dating: To Cover or Not to Cover? Part 2
So I bet you guys are wondering whether I got a date or not, right? Well, sadly I didn't get a date... I got THREE!! *grins* If you read my first blog you know that I went in with a shield of questions, because I was determined to not only dispell this programming that has ruled my life for so long but to also raise awareness for Vitiligo. I knew that for some of those guys, I was going to be the first person they had ever spoken to who has Vitiligo so, of course, I had to do my part.
By Aisha Muhammad8 years ago in Humans
Dating: To Cover or Not to Cover?
Men. Boys. Males. The opposite sex. The other species. The toilet seat lifters. Whatever you may call them, they're a pretty vital part of life and I wanted to share some thoughts that ran into my mind the other day. Okay, so I show my Vitiligo now right (waahay!) and it's brilliant I've got my confidence back and I feel really great within myself. It was a mild Tuesday and I was staring at the television whilst daydreaming about Dean Thomas from Harry Potter when it dawned on me that I don't cover my vitiligo anymore. "Oh my god, I don't cover my Vitiligo anymore!" was the exact thought, and if I go on a date then the guy is obviously going to see it. Shortly after I also realised that this would be the first time I would be leading Vitiligo first on a date or when talking to a guy I was interested in.
By Aisha Muhammad8 years ago in Humans
Black Ice
The snow crunched under Olivia’s feet like ice being ground in a blender, sharp and loud. It was the melody of her Monday in the cold Nebraskan winter. A blizzard passed through just a week prior, painting the world around her in a scene out of a Hallmark snow globe. It was the type of weather that Olivia would rather see than experience. The cold chilled her bones and made her want to hide under the cheap twin bedding she had bought from Walmart. Yet there she was, trudging her way through the snow to get her mail on the other side of campus.
By Becca Volk8 years ago in Humans