One never knows where in a Website to put the small pieces of whimsy that occasionally come to mind.  These entries aren't intended to go for the jugular; rather, our target is the funny bone.

The Curmudgeon's Horoscope The most reliable predictions on the Internet.     Yo, Mr. Geek Please quit tinkering when it's not necessary.     Another Unsent Letter: To My Neighbor I'm really sorry that the squirrels are eating your roof.     The Curmudgeon's Short Dictionary of Modern Phrases Nontraditional definitions to describe the baggage of contemporary life.     Messages to Reform the World A sample of messages that might help to eliminate some common annoyances.     Flies A bit of ephemera about the common housefly.     The Wacky World of English A light-hearted look at some curiosities that make the English language vastly amusing (but exasperating for those who learn it as a second language).     Happy Birthday to Me This is just what the title says it is.     Fearless Predictions for 2006 A mostly tongue-in-cheek look at the year to come.     Be Brief This short essay instructs by negative example.     How to Be a Manager Some tips on being a manager from someone who never made the grade.     The Goof List A collection of blunders from published sources.     The Wal-Mart Shopping Experience Thrills of shopping at the world's largest retailer.     Bugs A few remarks on little critters I like – and those I don't.     Resolutions The curmudgeon makes some resolutions for 2005.     Whatever Happened to the Heebie-Jeebies? A light-hearted reminiscence about some wonderful diseases (and treatments) that have vanished – or have they?     Trees A satire of a poem that deserves all the ridicule it can get.     Messages I Never Sent A collection of notes that I never sent, intended for people I hardly know, some of whom have a perverse wish to hear from me.     A True Story Just a little (and true) anecdote that I wanted to share.     Clever Answering Machine Messages Some witty greetings that people put on their answering machines.     The Plow Here's a little poem that I threw together this winter, the first poem I've written in a very long time (after deciding that I'm a lot better at prose than I am at poetry).     The Limitations of Spell-Check A light-hearted look at what could happen if we believe that spell-checking will catch all our errors – or, if you prefer, awl are arrows.