Tommy Ryman with a funny piece on his parents,
river activation, and wet cardigan sweaters.
Tommy is a pretty funny stand-up comedian, he’s
quirky and really bright, with lots of character.
Definitely not a white water rafter though…

Rhett and Link with a Summer classic.
The dude that wrecked the sand castle should be
tied up, rolled in wet cotton candy and left on
an ant hill somewhere.
I like the beach, I could watch it on YouTube all day long.
Seagull poop, sweaty fat people, third degree burns
and sandy potato salad are not my cup of tea…

Frank Drebin takes matters into his own hands.
Not a good move.
Pretty unanimous on that one, even the baboon
agrees other alternatives should be considered.
These Naked Gun flicks were a lot of fun, they
had just about every comedic prop you could
think of: puns, sight gags, sight gag puns, double
takes, double entendres, etc;
And REALLY heavy on the parody…

Kathleen Madigan with a very funny piece on
why big families can be less than ideal.
She is one of the greats, her stand-up is top
notch and then some.
I think I own everything she’s ever released
but I have yet to see her live.
Some day, soon…

I’m not a baseball fan myself, but I chose this piece
by the late, great Steve Goodman because it’s a
great song with style points galore.
Steve was a very talented song writer and performer
and he wrote a few really good tunes that other
folks made famous.
I am quite sure that if Mr. Goodman had not been
stricken with Leukemia he would have penned
even more hits, he was that good.
We are at the mid point in Summer where I get a bit
nostalgic and go with the sentimental flow.
He wrote this piece when the Cubs were in the cellar.
They have since won a World’s Series.
Fans being fans, the lament is real.
Rumor has it Steve’s remains were scattered over
Wrigley field after he passed away in 1984…