Posts Tagged ‘Irony’

Recognizing The Irony Helped Me Relax . . . A Little

March 12, 2018

What’s the irony level for getting frustrated for getting stuck in traffic on the way to an appointment to help you relax?  Painful?

Painful sounds about right.


Can’t Say I Care For The Taste, But Such Is Life Sometimes

January 10, 2018

On Monday I said that I expected the lesson that time fussing about a problem gives no credit would be revisited again, and it turns out I was right.  Oh, my son is doing pretty good today, but after a night of no sleep for me, today I find myself doing my best to put my lesson where my mouth is.

And That’s MORE Than Enough Irony In Any Given Week For My Tastes

September 7, 2017

In another example of irony, while I am currently facing a crisis of water on my horizon, people on the west coast are facing a crisis of fire on theirs, once again proving that the problem isn’t one of resources, but of distribution.

And Thus The Day’s Lesson In Irony Was Complete (I’m Fine, By The Way)

September 4, 2017

I had some household projects to do this weekend, and one of them involved me going up on a ladder to clear some gutters.  Now normally I wouldn’t do this without someone to hold the ladder for me, but with no one available, I decided to just do the best I could without help.  Not relishing the idea of a fall, I vowed to be particularly careful, then promptly fell . . . three hours before getting anywhere near a ladder.

Something Funny (Ironic) To Me

July 5, 2017

I was originally going to post something funny (ha-ha) today, but the joke wasn’t really working for me, so I made the mistake of looking at the news for a bit.

Why is it the most racist comments in comment sections always seem to be preceded by the words, “Now I’m not racist, but . . .”?

I Now Have A New Standard For “Ironic”

June 7, 2017

What follows is a (heavily paraphrased to better capture background nuances) exchange between me and my son:

Him:  “Dad, do you want to do something together?”

Me (Knowing that it’s been raining for days and that he’s feeling cooped up):  “Sure!  What do you want to do?”

Him:  “It has to be something inside because I don’t like getting wet.”

Me:  “Of course.”

Him:  “Do you want to log into [an online game that includes fishing] and fish together?”

Me (Indulgently):  “Sure.”

Him:  “Isn’t this great?”

Me (Uncertainly as I watch our avatars standing together in virtual rain as they fish):  “Yes . . .?”

First Cake, Now Coffee

October 28, 2014

The other day, while browsing the Candles & Curses archives, I came across this entry (made before the birth of my son) about how I had learned to drink coffee, but didn’t drink it every day, or even every week.

I’m still laughing at that.

Weekend Plans

August 29, 2014

With the weekend coming into sight, one thought in particular keeps coming back to me:

What do you do when you know your friend most akin to Bruce Banner keeps making quiet inquires expressing concern about your stress level?

If you’re me, you make a “Get SMASHED!” joke you don’t really mean, then admit to yourself it’s time to relearn yet again how to be relaxed.

I Appreciate The Thought, But . . .

August 21, 2014

There are times when I want people to stop being encouraging and just be quiet so that I can actually do what they are trying to encourage me to do.

I doubt I’m alone in this.

Okay Then

July 31, 2014

Over the past few days, those of you skilled at reading between the lines, as well as those simply skilled at just reading, probably concluded this has not been an easy week for me.

You concluded correctly.

And while I can see the edge of the woods from here, I’m not quite out of them yet, so I’m going to need to keep this brief today.  With that in mind, here’s an exchange I overheard this morning between Lala and L.:

Lala:  (After L. said something particularly clearly.) You’re getting this enunciation thing down pat.

L.:  No, I’m not. (Said with flawless enunciation.)