the daily humorscope
Sunday, May 01, 2011
A huge spacecraft will hover over your dwelling structure today, and secretly analyze you down to the last parasitic microbe in your epidermal layers. They will be on the point of making contact with humans, and offering us technology to cure all illness, let us live indefinately while looking like healthy 20-year-olds, and give us the ability to travel interstellar distances in an eyeblink…when they spot you making something with SPAM. After a bit of horrified bleeping at each other, they will zoom off, never to return.
A man dressed like a giant shrimp will roar past you in an experimental hovercraft, today. (Again.)
Today you will discover the original version of the nursery rhyme: “Hey diddle diddle, the cat and the fiddle, the cow jumped over the moon. The little dog laughed to see such fun, because he was mentally impaired.”
Today you will go into the prosthetic forehead business, having heard that everyone wants a prosthetic forehead to wear on their real forehead. It would be a good idea to do your own market research, in this case, before sinking all your savings in this venture.
A person named “Elmo” will call you repeatedly, and will refuse to believe that he’s dialed a wrong number.
Beware of bubonic plague today. Other than that, things will be fairly normal.
You will be buffeted by hordes of people, who will all simultaneously show up in your office “just to chat.” Eventually, you will make your escape by locking yourself in the bathroom.
You find that after all these years, you are finally beginning to conquer your fears. You will find that oddly frightening.
You’ve been trying to sell your car, and it just isn’t going anywhere. Sometimes it helps if you have a name for your vehicle, to give it more character. I call mine the “Millennium Falcon”. My passengers often become irritated at being called “Chewie”, though.
Good day to stand on the sidewalk near a tall building, and stare up at the roof. You’ll meet some interesting people that way.
You will be forced to re-evaluate your boss’ IQ, when you discover that he is looking forward to the release of “Titanic II”.
Nobody knows the trouble you’ve seen. Except for Bob, that is. You know – the quiet neighbor, with the binoculars?