No Banjos at the Bank

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Yesterday I stopped into the bank for some transactions and a cup of coffee. I thought it would be a good idea to use the restroom before standing in a long line.

As I walked to the restroom I saw a sign under the restroom sign that said “banjos”.

Being a pretty fair banjo player myself, I wanted to check out the bank’s banjos. There must be a great collection of them here at the bank.

But the banjo sign led me right into the restroom. “They must be mounted on the wall,” I thought to myself.

To my dismay, I never found the banjos. I looked everywhere. Under the sink, above the paper towel holder, and inside every stall. What a rip off.

Oh well. It’s late at night and I’ve got to get to bed. As they say in Mexico, “Bonus nachos!”

NASA Saved by Comedy Writer

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The other day I was giving one of my comedy cave tours at Glenwood Caverns Adventure Park. I average one joke every 30 seconds on my tours.

I pointed to a gaggle of stalactites on the ceiling and said, “Take a picture of these, save the photo, and turn it upside down. You will see a city on Mars.”

As I stood back and observed, the “ooohs” and “aaahs” erupted with timed precision.

When they died down, I said, “Now I want you to email your photos to NASA, and have their marketing department overlay them on those boring pictures of Barstow, California they keep sending out.”

Laughter.

Apparently, one little girl did just that.

NASA took the photo and did the overlay.

Then NASA set up a press conference, and announced to the world that they had discovered signs of past life on Mars.

“Speaking on condition of anonymity,” one NASA official said that they even found an empty Starbucks coffee shop in every building.

In a genius publicity move, NASA did what they learned from National Geographic. Remember when National Geographic had a picture of a fossil “lizard-bird” on their front cover a few years ago?

The “lizard-bird” fossil turned out to be a fake from China, and they had a small retraction later on. But by then it was too late. Millions of museums around the world will refer to that photo as a proof of evolutionary transition.

So NASA has proof of past life on Mars even though it was retracted in a small statement on page 7 of the Wakarusa Tribune’s annual “Best of Hog Prices” edition.

Intelligent life in outer space.

NASA is raking in the bucks now that it is piquing the interest of the public. The federal budget for NASA has increased 380% per year, compounded daily, for the next 50 years.

The Space Program can breathe easy and coast for a while.

Now if you’ll excuse me, I gotta go screw some loose stalactites back onto the ceiling.

I Should Have Been a Doctor, Not an Author

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At the Mountain and Plains book expo, I attended the Author Signing Night. People filed by, spitting hors d’oeuvres out of their mouths as they raved about my book, and asked me to sign it for all 15 of their grandchildren (couldn’t you get a book for each child?).

I would write something in each book about “tooth adventures!” and then sign my autograph starting with a symbol that looks a little bit like a “J”, followed by a smooth flowing hieroglyphic. It looked like it was written by Nerfateedees,  the 10 year old Pharaoh of the Foamtoy Dynasty. Then, I would do a Loren Begly “B”, followed by a M.C. Escher drawing of the New York skyline.

My autograph amazed even me. It was worthy of even the most practiced doctor. I could have gotten a prescription to virtually any drug in the world.

My second grade teacher wouldn’t have been surprised, however. She used to give me “C”s in Cursive Handwriting. Somehow, she just knew I was going to be a doctor, and she wanted to help me along.

I have to go now. I need to pull out the couch cushions and look for some lost foam darts.

Target Doesn’t Know Anything About College

My 18 year old son is headed to college this fall.
Being the organized person that he is (this proves that “the apple CAN fall far from the tree”),  he got the college checklist of necessary items from target, and began reading the list off.

“Gaming station”, stood out in my mind as one of the most important necessities for college. “Toilet brush” was probably second.

“Hey, Dad,” Caleb mused, “They don’t even have pencils on the list.”

“How about paper?” I inquired.

“Nope.”

“Little multicolored erasers that you put on your pencil?”

“Not that, either.”

All told, there were 5 different devices listed which are used for entertainment.

College sure has changed since I was there. For our entertainment, we played Round Robin ping pong until the Resident Assistant shut us down around midnight. Then we sat up ‘till 2 am solving all of the world’s problems. Then the troublemakers in the dorm would get drunk, and throw Chinese Throwing Stars at the drywall until 4 am.

If I need to go back to college for another degree, I’m gonna have to buy a lot of batteries.

Race Schmace

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People are frustrated trying to put me into a pigeon hole. They think they know me because they stereotype people of my beliefs.

As a dad, I want my kids to get along with people from every race, religion, age, sex, and shoe size.

My family has friends who are Syrian, Cherokee, Black, White, Oriental, and Californian, to name a few.

I voted for a black guy for president (Alan Keyes), and I would have voted for Herman Cain (another black guy), if I could have.

So if you ever see something about Jerry Begly being racist, just point them to this blog.

Now, back to our regularly scheduled bank robbery.