When I hiccup, I think, for just a moment, I don’t exist. Everything seems far away. What is that about anyway? A spasm of the diaphragm, that’s all. Nothing more.
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When I hiccup, I think, for just a moment, I don’t exist. Everything seems far away. What is that about anyway? A spasm of the diaphragm, that’s all. Nothing more.
Continue readingThrowing a champagne bottle at someone’s head can be interesting. Okay, it wasn’t champagne, it was Prosecco. France vs Mexico. Bah! Don’t get all worked up about it. Nationalists vs globalists. Does it really matter? Bubbly wine that leads to poor decisions. Does branding really affect the result? Methinks not.
Continue readingWhen I was a kid, I used to love staying up late. After all of the domineering family members were in bed, I’d sneak downstairs and watch whatever I wanted on the two channels our broadcast television receiver could intercept. Peace, quiet, and self determination, and maybe a snack. Life was marvelous!
Continue readingThere once was a farmer who was trying to sell a horse. He put an ad in Craig’s List: Horse for sale, low mileage, no health issues.
Continue readingYou had to ask your conservative mother to pay the taxes on your free Canadian plane ticket to your grandmother’s funeral, but somehow she’s the evil one in the family?
Please explain. I’m waiting.
—DG
Inside Doug's Head 