Oddly Enough Blog

The stuff dream photos are made of…

December 13, 2011

Hey, Blog Guy, I’m here! Do¬† you recognize me?

I am in the presence of the Ghost of Christmas Yet To Come?

No, you dimwit. This isn’t “A Christmas Carol.” I’m the guy who sets up all those great fantasy photos for your readers, so I’m sorry to see it’s going away.

Farewell to the Gaddafi Goof-O-Rama

October 21, 2011

Blog Guy, have you been crying? What’s the matter?

Oh, you know, I just hate to see Muammar Gaddafi go.

Are you nuts? He was a brutal dictator, overthrown by his own people!

Sure, but he was a madcap, zany goofball, too. He was in a class all by himself, and my blog was richer for him.

Oh, so this is a SERIOUS bike lane!

October 16, 2011

Okay, listen up, troops! I’ve got your duty assignments for the anti-Gaddafi army!

Looks like that one passed the test!

September 21, 2011

Sarge, look sharp. I’ve got a job for you.

Sure thing, Captain, Sir!

We’ve captured all these big weapons from the Gaddafi loyalists, and we need to test ‘em.

You’ve been upgraded to Gaddafi Class!

August 30, 2011

Blog Guy, I saw some photos of fugitive strongman Muammar Gaddafi’s private plane, taken at an airport in Tripoli. I’m surprised you didn’t blog about it.

Who has the worst taste on earth?

August 29, 2011

Knock-knock! Hello, are you Aisha, the daughter of fugitive strongman Muammar Gaddafi?

Sorting through Gaddafi’s knick-knacks…

June 30, 2011

Guys, listen up! We’ve captured some sort of depot and bunker that belonged to Gaddafi!

So you think you’re a tuft guy, huh?

June 18, 2011

Blog Guy, I need your help with redecorating our dining room.

We want something really new. You know, something dinner guests will remember.

I hear you. Get yourself down to a store called The Seat of Power and ask to see their dictator-themed dining room ensemble. It’s called the Martinet Set.

Honk! Here comes the Muammar car!

March 5, 2011

LIBYA/GADDAFI

As a highly paid political consultant, it irritates the heck out of me when clients ignore my advice.