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Laughter Is Your Lips Jogging. So Go For A Run!
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Sales of our new cartoon book entitled: ‘Butt Seriously’ have been going very well, and I’d like to thank all who have purchased thus far. And for those that haven’t yet managed to order a copy I say, why wait? Life’s too short not to have a good laugh. Comedy lifts the spirit, eases the tension and generally improves ones mood. (to keep me happy, as I write this my cat (Subira) is under the desk tickling my bare feet with a feather.)
Why wait until you’re on the other side to be happy, upbeat and brimming with life!
If you can’t stand the heat then for heavens sakes, sit.
(and read our book)
If the rat race is getting to you then I say stop wearing pants made of marble cheese.
(and read our book)
If the grass seems greener on the other side of the fence then buy both those houses and tear down that fence!
(and then read our book on two porches, which translates into two sales for me)
Sure, there are many situations in life that can get you down. Things like: your girl friend leaving you; you’re dog getting run over; Netflix raising their prices; Kim Kardashian doing Shakespeare in the park or a plague of locusts raining down upon you and your loved ones. (actually, I would infinitely prefer the plaque over Kim’s recitation of the immortal ‘Bard’s’ words.)
Remember, when life hands you lemons you’re supposed to make lemonade, right? (or take up juggling.)
So get up off of that couch, throw open your windows and yell, “Who wants to buy some fresh hand-squeezed lemonade?” at the top of your lungs. Get it out there!!
Then quietly listen. If you hear police sirens approaching then you might have slightly overdid it a bit. If you hear neighbours yelling numerous obscenities at you simply remind them that you had nothing better to do at three in the morning anyway so why not make a tart drink for all?
But, if you hear that dreaded ambulance siren off in the distance inching ever closer then, well, you might want to pack an overnight bag (one containing a copy of our book ‘Butt Seriously’ of course) and your lawyer’s phone number.
So remember, laughter is the best medicine for what ails you. Simply get a copy of our book and when hungry for humour eat a page – or two – from it a day. I’ve also been told it’s a great source of much needed roughage as well. (better than bran.)
By doing so you’ll soon find yourself out in the forest serenading all your friends with a tune or two.
(and isn’t that definitely better than singing the blues alone, drinking lemonade?)
Bon appetit!
(get your copy of our book here; I hand-sign every copy ordered!)
Mustard Meets Boloney. But Seriously!
You’ve heard me mention many times about my talented artistic friend Alexandre Rouillard, who is the ‘Boloney’ half of Mustard and Boloney. Well, what you may not realize is that the two of us do not even live in the same city or even the same province! (we do live in the same country though) He lives in Montreal, Quebec, and I live in Toronto, Ontario. It’s not too often we get together (the drive is about 6 hours) but last week he came to Toronto for
a weeks vacation with his partner Sandy and their small dog Ziggy. Road trip!!
I gave him specific directions on how to get to my place but he forgot them at home! Naturally because of this fact he got off the highway at the wrong exit and was hopelessly lost.
Before calling me he tried asking this nice gentleman (with the baguette) for help but was told he’d have to turn here, then there, then here again then…well. (how he drove to Paris I’ll never know. Maybe GPS really stands for ‘Going To Paris System’. Mnnnn)
Finally, I got the call and gave him new directions. (I could barely understand him though as he had he mouth full of bread and cheese)
For his arrival I had pulled out all the stops and organized a block party! It took me months to get the city to agree to it.
Surprisingly, Kong was available and eager to assist. (he had read a copy of out new book entitled, ‘Butt Seriously’ and loved it!)
Upon arrival, Alexandre’s first order of business was to attend that evenings baseball game. (he is an avid Blue Jays fan). So, I drove him and Sandy down to the stadium to enjoy.
While he was here we went out shopping and took along our new book in the hope someone would buy a copy.
Here we are selling it under a big clock. (a crowd of two did eventually form later and oddly enough asked us the time)
We also attended the musical ‘The Book of Mormon’, which is written by Trey Parker and Matt Stone, favourite writers of Alexandre.
As you can clearly see I’m trying to sell the book while Alexandre is re-enacting the entire musical on the street for any and all passers bye. It took me over two hours to sell one book! (during his intermission) Many people commented favourably though on Alexandre’s magnificent singing voice while others remarked at what an adept and nimble dancer he was.
Here is a picture of Alexandre and Sandy embracing. (notice his slight resistance as she caught him just in the middle of an encore for the assembled crowd) Also included is a photo of Alexandre and my wife Terry. (she too was so taken by his street performance that she needed a tree for support to prevent her from falling over in ‘awe’)
But, alas, all good things must come to an end and Alexandre, Sandy and Ziggy had to leave my fair city to drive back to Montreal and home!
Adieu, my friends. Until we meet again Terry and I wish you well. (and our legion of fans wish you to keep drawing!)
Bon voyage!
(I realize that phrase is generally used when one is taking an ocean cruise but with Alexandre’s driving prowess over water he could just end up in Egypt.)
Here’s hoping he just makes it back home to the safety of his bathtub.
Feeling Low? Then Hit That Reset Button!
Sales of our new cartoon book entitled: ‘Butt Seriously’ have been going very well, and I’d like to thank all who have purchased thus far. And for those that haven’t yet managed to order a copy I say, why wait? Life’s too short not to have a good laugh. Comedy lifts the spirit, eases the tension and generally improves ones mood. (to keep me happy, as I write this my cat (Subira) is under the desk tickling my bare feet with a feather)
Why wait until you’re on the other side to be happy, upbeat and brimming with life!
If you can’t stand the heat then for heavens sakes, sit.
(and read our book)
If the rat race is getting to you then I say stop wearing pants made of cheese.
(and read our book)
If the grass seems greener on the other side of the fence then buy both houses and tear down that fence!
(and then read our book on two porches, which translates into two sales for me)
Sure, there are many situations in life that can get you down. Things like: your girl friend leaving you; you’re dog getting run over; Netflix raising their prices; Kim Kardashian doing Shakespeare in the park or a plague of locusts raining down upon you and your loved ones. (although for us city dwellers it would be more like raccoons than insects).
Remember, when life hands you lemons you’re supposed to make lemonade, right?
So get up off of that couch, throw open your windows and yell, “Who wants to buy some fresh hand-squeezed lemonade?” at the top of your lungs. Get it out there!!
Then quietly listen. If you hear police sirens approaching then you might have slightly overdid it a bit. If you hear neighbours yelling numerous obscenities at you simply remind them that you had nothing better to do at three in the morning anyway so why not make a tart drink for all?
But, if you hear that dreaded ambulance siren off in the distance inching ever closer then, well, you might want to pack an overnight bag (one containing a copy of our book ‘Butt Seriously’ of course) and your lawyer’s phone number.
So remember, laughter is the best medicine for what ails you. Simply get a copy of our book (here) and when hungry for humour eat a page – or two – from it a day. It’s a great source of much needed roughage as well!
By doing so you’ll soon find yourself out in the forest serenading all your friends with a tune or two.
(and isn’t that better than singing the blues alone, drinking lemonade?)
Bon appetit!