Joke of the Day – A.A.A.D.D. – Age Activated Attention Deficit Disorder.
This is how is manifests itself:
I decide to wash my car. As I start toward to the garage, I notice
that there is mail on the hall table. I decide to go through the
mail before I wash the car.
I lay my car keys down on the table, put the junk mail in the trash
can under the table, and notice that the trash can is full. Continues…
The sky changed first. Nobody believed the warnings would stick, not really, until the air itself tasted wrong and the sirens wouldn’t shut up. Screens screamed, experts…
She walked in shaking. Her hands were trembling so hard the twelve crumpled dollars in her fist looked like they might tear. Her son was getting married…
Some birthdays don’t just arrive. They echo. A date can feel like a quiet mirror, hinting at balance, courage, or the strange weight of being different. Repeating…
The confession hit like a slap. For decades, Steve Doocy’s 3:30 a.m. wake-up call ruled his life, his grin wired to the nation’s living rooms before sunrise….
He’s not done yet. At ninety-four, when the lights should have faded, Clint Eastwood has chosen one last stand behind the camera—and maybe in front of it….
They thought they already knew her. For years, strangers picked apart her life in headlines, thumbnails, and blurry zoomed-in photos, convinced their version of her was the…