Lesson learned postmortem: there’s no way to avoid raking leaves. A man in suburban Detroit who cut down his tree to avoid raking leaves was found eaten alive … Read more
Hala Dika is an impoverished poet living in her parent's basement. Slowly losing all concept of money, she lives in a delusion of happiness. She hopes one day to be recognized posthumously.
I was born a young baby. Then I grew up. Then I grew confused. Then I grew tired. I'm a 20th century man who's somehow been transported to the 21st century, with one foot in the gone past and the other in the here now. I started my blog mymanymoodsofme toward the end of 2012. There I write humorous essays, stories and poems (lyrics from my songs), in addition to my aphorisms. It's good work... if you get it. In my spare time I play chess, write songs, and reflect upon what I see. I'm very happy to be colluding with Humor Times, and hope you enjoy the result. Cheers!
Latest posts by Ralph Lombard (see all)
- This is Your Brain on Aphorisms: Orange Squeal - February 13, 2024
- Liz Cheney Offers to Waterboard Trump - December 15, 2023
- This is Your Brain on Aphorisms: The Thugly American - December 6, 2023
I saw a serpent who was snaked. In deceit of power there sits a liar Trump is awful. Of shit! I don’t understand how people don’t understand. There’s … Read more