short pun that's it

[a dog that lives here. I pushed him a bit with my foot a bit so he'd leave the kitchen before putting on my shoes to let the other dog in. (he doesn't run but she does so she needs to be leashed and she got stuck on something)
He was back in the kitchen, so]

I kicked off my shoe lightly to land on him and shooed him away again.

I am caged right now.

I can be comfy,
or I can become free.

Subpar puns, mostly regarding myself.

I've decided to have something of a schedule finally. When I wake up, I think it would be better to read for a few hours, then write. Sounds about right (write).

[I realised that I can entertain myself with a more blank mind and help myself wake to a writing state if I read for a few hours when I wake]

So I was recently in a car crash. The damage to my car was extensive, and my mother said it was totaled. That made me think, for some reason, of how my guidance counselor called me E sometimes. It was totaled, E. Totally.

I've been in something of a lazy daze. Most of what I've been reading are useless things, like http://tvtropes.org.
I'm saving all of those as bookmarks to read on lazy days.

HoN pun/spoonerism:
I was reading about Warped Tour [because the author of a webcomic I read has a friend in a band who is trying to play Warped. This made me interested in playing it next year, although who knows if I will retain that interest, as perhaps it isn't what I'm looking for in terms of genre. Anyway,]
on wikipedia it says under band conflicts that

"Both D12 and Esham were kicked out of the 2001 tour."

Spoonerism makes that E12... and Dsham.

Today.

I will allay
all the problems in the way
and begin to slay
the spectre of indolence.

(also, allay makes me think of this. 01:20)


I just read Walden. I was Thoreau -ly amused.

People have godda stop using the Lord's name in vain. That will probably be the most blasphemous thing I'll write.

I forgot to mention when I continued streaming. I, uh, finished OoT and I'm halfway through Majora's Mask. Continuing at 7PM -0 GMT Monday.

Wordplay

I just realised that Runescape has Run Escape in it.

Bilingual wordplay/pun:
If you are familiar with French, this will require no explanation. Fruit Willy.
(Explanation: The way fruit is pronounced in French, it sounds like Free. Free Willy)
and below is a French guy saying it.

Conventional? What's that?

I like doing unconventional things. While I do not quite dislike the conventional, I like to pretend it does not exist, or that I do not know what it is. I prefer to be unpredictable, at least to a reasonable extent.

There was something I thought of in French class, a good 6 years ago. Enfin Lupin est pimpin. (babelfish says "finally Lupin is pimpin") 


My mother made soup. There was a lid on the pot, and I said "the lid is too big". My mom that "there is a little (liddle) one here".


In high school, there was a religion teacher who taught us what the paraclete was, and he mentioned that no, he did not mean parakeet.


Cluney emailed me and said that he was going to watch Fringe because he heard it was good. On the website he went to, it was removed due to copyright infringement. He (and I) found that amusing.


I like the names Alice and Iris. They are both aurally pleasing to me.

Sometimes when I see something that is written, it is either written well enough or looks so "official" that I have a hard time thinking that a person wrote it. I mean, I know that a person wrote it, but I'm not used to thinking that it's a person so much as an "organisation" that writes those little cards for funerals, pamphlets, notices for tickets sent in the mail, (probably a computer does those, but a person made it do that and provided the template)

rulebooks, that sort of thing.

These are a few of my various things.

I just suggested things to someone, and I said they were "just suggestions". I like the sound. Then I thought of talking about different ways to raise a baby from a fetus, which would be "just gestation suggestions". Heheh.


I had thought of an alternate lyric to Favorite Things from the Sound of Music.
"When the dog bites, when the bee stings..." Be a masochist. Then these will be some of your "...favorite things, and..." everything feels okay.

Sometimes I think of perfect things to say in a certain situation. The problem is that half the time I do not think of it right away, and I think of it some time later. I either am thinking about it later that day, or something reminds me of it, and I realise that "oh, that would have been the perfect response!"


I think writing down these things could provide for some amusement. Perhaps writing down the way a few of my habits work may do the same. There is another habit of mine where if I think of something strange, and I stop my train of thought to trace it back to the original thing that triggered that thought. Sometimes I do this for no real reason, but it's usually when I wonder how I got from one subject to another.


So there was this girl in a biology class that I was in, that touted herself as a great procrastinator. After some time in the class, when we had had contact and conversation, and she had gotten to know me a little, she said that she had to concede that I might be a bigger procrastinator than she.


My response should have been something like, "What can I say? I'm not sure, so I'll think of a response later."


I think I will start to use this as a dream diary. But I think I should figure out a way to make my dreams sound more interesting and vivid. I'm not quite sure how, yet. I read someone's that had short and poetic sounding descriptions, which I would have disliked as a poem, but sufficed as a dream description. If I can find that blog again I will probably have two different versions, one like his, and one in the descriptive way I am used to writing my dreams.


On that note, in my dreams today, I learned to teleport, and time travel. I don't know that I have done either before. I would suspect I've teleported plenty of times - at least in the same way probably everyone does in their dreams - when the scene suddenly shifts around me but I take it for granted because it's a dream.

Bit of Wordplay

There is this guy who performs under the name MooNiE. Lune is French for moon.
I have a friend who is Lune-y (Loony) for MooNiE.


I like the phrase "one wonder". As in it makes one wonder. That's as much sound play as wordplay.


Tomorrow I will post webcomics part 3. The first forgotten/not read for a long time edition.

How to: edit basic information, add links to your basic profile so people can easily get to your blog by clicking your icon in a followers list

"Impressions of a preprofessional" is part of the name of a person's blog. I like how those words sound together. (this is the only wordplay in the post)

Wordplay first. Then musings/thoughts of mine. Then something ridiculous I read. Color coded.

I like that guess and suggest have a lot of the same letters. That's one reason I wrote that up there.


Oftentimes my posts are not as good as they could be, because I don't read through/edit them enough. I like to think of them as diamonds, freshly mined from my mind.

So I'm probably going to start drawing my "comics" instead. Here is one of the concepts because they won't be made until New Year's probably. 2 jokes, too.

An anthropomorphic heart goes up to a guy and says "you're under arrest". The next panel, he's on the ground.

Idk if my scanner works so I'm holding off on drawing the comic.

At an NRA meeting. A speaker goes up to the podium and says "if anyone wants to put their gun into storage, speak now or forever hold your piece".

I'm not sure if fo' sho' is short for "for short" or "for shore", but I like to think that people are being overly nautical.

I wonder if I should have another blog just for wordplay. It seems a lot of my material is just that.

Puns. I won't tag it as humor, hehe

So I make a fair amount of puns. I decided to start documenting them, or at least some of them. So here we go, first pun post.

I was at Christkindlmarket today. It's a mainly outdoor event, and it's cold here. So there's a warming tent, set up with a warm intent.

I was talking to a friend of mine, and she mentioned that she's sharing a German class with another friend of mine. I asked if a third friend of mine was also going to be in that class. (he's gay) She said "no, he couldn't fit it in". [to his schedule] I said "oh... that's unlike him".

When we were leaving the place, my gps had us make a lot of left turns. A friend of mine said it was "too much left". So I said "that's not a bad thing. That just means there's more for everyone else".

A few things I've considered.

What if sex offenders used the sex offender registry as a dating site?

What if there was a Dexter of sex offenders? [I guess he would be Sexter]
(for those of you unfamiliar with Dexter, he's a serial killer who kills serial killers)


So I visited a guy's house. He had a lot of blades. I thought to myself, that's sort of interesting.

 (sword of)