Well salutations all you trusty readers/listeners/stalkers,
Now that you’re here, I would like to take this time to vent just a wee mite. This may prove a great learning experience for you as well especially if your name happens to be…well…you know who you are!
I am a young driver, and I don’t live in the city, therefore I have no need to drive around Edmonton very much. Needless to say, I don’t know E-Town like the back of my hand, or the back of any other extremity, for that matter.
So when I went to Spooktacular at Fort Edmonton Park (because I’m awesome!), I had no idea where I was going. Fortunately, I was following a young fellow, whom I thought at the time was a bright, friendly chap. This was until he turned into the driver spawn of Satan!
Okay, I may be overreacting a bit, just a bit mind you, but at the time I was freaking out. He was driving 30 kilometres over the speed limit, and my car is from 1994, and I am a law abiding citizen, so this was preposterous! Now, because he was driving like a bat out of Hell, he was way ahead of me and a whole slough (yes slough) of cars separated us, so I had no idea where he was or where I was going.
There I was, lost, and majorly ticked off. So much so that I gave that bad apple a piece of my mind, and yes, a few expletives may have slipped out. Then this ignoramus had the gall to say that out of the whole night, I was the scariest thing at Spooktacular! He is now dead, but that is neither here nor there.
The point is, if someone is following you in a convoy (cue song…), then please, for Pete’s sake, go the speed limit, make sure they are behind you or in sight at all times, and most of all, don’t make them angry! You won’t like them when they’re angry…
And remember, even if you’re not quite the sharpest knife in the drawer, you are probably the dullest and rustiest, and are placed in just such a way, that if one were to put their hand in, they will get cut…and Tetanus.
-Marisa
Thursday, October 30, 2008
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
The Blonde Cause
Last week I gave you the “D-L” on A Blonde Joke, (don’t worry I will never use that term again!) and now I just have one thing to say.
Blondes are NOT, I repeat, NOT stupid!
I don’t know what sort of moronic ignoramus came up with that idea, and why we all, including myself, follow that belief like it’s some sort of weird voodoo, hypnotic cult.
This is why I have dedicated myself to the cause. No, not cancer, or rabies, but the Blonde cause.
It is my firm belief that it is those who have purposely dyed their hair the color of sunshine that make the rest of us au naturals look like idiots. Not all of them mind you, but all the ones you see on TV or Playboy, etc., who act like ditzy fools to attract attention. They’re just jealous of our golden locks if you ask me.
But now it’s just commonplace to call Blondes dumb, and all of those bad jokes support this theory.
Now my show is a platform for all of those light-haired beauties to speak their mind, in an intelligent manner, and join the fight against…well…brunette.
Classic example: Betty and Veronica. Both are gorgeous by comic book standards, but who is smart, funny, athletic, generous, and by all accounts better? The Blonde. But who also gets the shaft? The Blonde.
It’s not fair I tell you! It’s a hard-knock life for us Blondes, and I plan to fix this. Every Wednesday at 4:30, (shameless plug…) I will prove that Blondes can be smart, while still poking fun at the whole “Myth of the Blonde Hair”. So I urge you, my dear ones, help me in my quest against the evil of the dark hair, listen to A Blonde Joke, and send me your “Smart” Blonde jokes. With your help, Blonde shall prevail. Viva la Blonde!
And remember; if you don’t know just what it is, don’t put it in your mouth…ick!
Disclaimer: Any views expressed in this blog are merely for the purpose of blogging, A Blonde Joke actually loves brunettes, and “The Blonde Cause” is fictional. Don’t join it, but do listen to A Blonde Joke every Wednesday at 4:30 (shameless plug number 2…).
-Marisa
Blondes are NOT, I repeat, NOT stupid!
I don’t know what sort of moronic ignoramus came up with that idea, and why we all, including myself, follow that belief like it’s some sort of weird voodoo, hypnotic cult.
This is why I have dedicated myself to the cause. No, not cancer, or rabies, but the Blonde cause.
It is my firm belief that it is those who have purposely dyed their hair the color of sunshine that make the rest of us au naturals look like idiots. Not all of them mind you, but all the ones you see on TV or Playboy, etc., who act like ditzy fools to attract attention. They’re just jealous of our golden locks if you ask me.
But now it’s just commonplace to call Blondes dumb, and all of those bad jokes support this theory.
Now my show is a platform for all of those light-haired beauties to speak their mind, in an intelligent manner, and join the fight against…well…brunette.
Classic example: Betty and Veronica. Both are gorgeous by comic book standards, but who is smart, funny, athletic, generous, and by all accounts better? The Blonde. But who also gets the shaft? The Blonde.
It’s not fair I tell you! It’s a hard-knock life for us Blondes, and I plan to fix this. Every Wednesday at 4:30, (shameless plug…) I will prove that Blondes can be smart, while still poking fun at the whole “Myth of the Blonde Hair”. So I urge you, my dear ones, help me in my quest against the evil of the dark hair, listen to A Blonde Joke, and send me your “Smart” Blonde jokes. With your help, Blonde shall prevail. Viva la Blonde!
And remember; if you don’t know just what it is, don’t put it in your mouth…ick!
Disclaimer: Any views expressed in this blog are merely for the purpose of blogging, A Blonde Joke actually loves brunettes, and “The Blonde Cause” is fictional. Don’t join it, but do listen to A Blonde Joke every Wednesday at 4:30 (shameless plug number 2…).
-Marisa
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
About A Blonde Joke
Howdy and Salutations all my millions of Blonde fans!
Now in case you forgot, here's a little reminder of what exactly this here show "A Blonde Joke" is about.
Pretty much, it's my show, so i play what I want, when I want to, however I want to.
And no, it's not a show completely about blonde jokes...that would just be stupid. But true to the name, I do have a new joke every week, as well as many other weekly segments.
There's the Flashback, which is a song that is from the "younger" generation's past...ie: the 90's.
Then, of course, there is the "Blonde Feature" which is a song that has something in any way, shape, or form, or any other way I can make a connection to do with 'Blonde'.
A new segment I've added is the "TV Theme of the Week", which is exactly what it suggests. Then you, my dear listeners, can call in and guess what TV show the theme is from and WIN! (Note: Winning entails nothing more than the satisfaction of knowing you were right, and TA DA your name mentioned on the radio!)
Other than that I play every genre from the 1950's to now, and I'll give you cool facts about everything I play.
Feel free to send me jokes or song requests, but keep it clean please, let's keep it clean!
And remember, give a man fire, he'll be warm for a day. Set a man on fire, he'll be warm for the rest of his life.
- Marisa
Now in case you forgot, here's a little reminder of what exactly this here show "A Blonde Joke" is about.
Pretty much, it's my show, so i play what I want, when I want to, however I want to.
And no, it's not a show completely about blonde jokes...that would just be stupid. But true to the name, I do have a new joke every week, as well as many other weekly segments.
There's the Flashback, which is a song that is from the "younger" generation's past...ie: the 90's.
Then, of course, there is the "Blonde Feature" which is a song that has something in any way, shape, or form, or any other way I can make a connection to do with 'Blonde'.
A new segment I've added is the "TV Theme of the Week", which is exactly what it suggests. Then you, my dear listeners, can call in and guess what TV show the theme is from and WIN! (Note: Winning entails nothing more than the satisfaction of knowing you were right, and TA DA your name mentioned on the radio!)
Other than that I play every genre from the 1950's to now, and I'll give you cool facts about everything I play.
Feel free to send me jokes or song requests, but keep it clean please, let's keep it clean!
And remember, give a man fire, he'll be warm for a day. Set a man on fire, he'll be warm for the rest of his life.
- Marisa
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
