It Would Be So Cool…

Post #5 from Kidlit’s Crankiest Curmudgeon’s Blog–

WARNING: The following post does not even contain a complaint. Yeah, I know that’s kind of hard to believe, coming from Crankenfuss and all, but I was watching the World Series a few days ago and I got to thinking. “Uh, oh,” you’re saying, “when Crankenfuss gets to thinking, we better get out the anti-diarrhea medicine.” No, no, I’m serious. I saw this guy on St. Louis — David Freese — and he grew up in St. Louis and always cheered for his team the Cardinals and now he was playing in the World Series for that same team. How cool is that! But it gets even better. He got two huge hits in the sixth game and and the second one was a home run that won the game for the Cards. Ooh, it can’t get any better than that, can it? But it did. In the seventh game, he got another monster hit that started the Cards off to winning the whole World Series. I mean, here’s a guy that grew up just like you and me. He used to be in middle school, too, and probably got in trouble with the teachers just like you and me do. (Well, me anyway.) And now he’s like super-famous and he won a Corvette for being the MVP in the Series and everyone (at least in St. Louis) loves the guy and all the baby boys — and maybe some of the girls — born in Missouri for the next year will probably be named David Freese Freebenhauser (or whatever last name the little guys happen to have).

Is that ever a dream come true or what? And it really happens to people, at least some of them. “Why not me?” I was dreaming. Well, unless I get way, way better in sports, it won’t happen like that. I’m not even good enough to make my school team. Not yet anyway. It could still happen though. You never know. Right now it looks like my best shot is something to do with computers — like Steve Jobs — since I’m pretty good with them. Or maybe I could be a comedian ’cause I can make people laugh sometimes — and not because I’m funny looking, bone brain — and if I write some good jokes and get on YouTube and the video goes viral someone might invite me on their tv show. And then some director might happen to be watching that day and he sees me and puts me in his movie. It does happen, you know.

So excuse me while I try to remember some of my best jokes and start writing them down. But the only thing I can think of right now is that stupid chicken joke. That sure won’t work. Let’s see…

Why did the blond chicken cross the road?

What’s a road?

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Post #3 from Kidlit’s Crankiest Curmudgeon’s Blog–

There’s one phrase that people use all the time that annoys the heck out of me. Actually there are a lot of phrases that bother me, including “Get lost, Crankenfuss, you dweeb.” That one’s a bit bothersome, I admit, but I’m talking about a different one. Suppose I go up to someone and just wanna know how they think about something, and I ask a question like, “Hey, you think the Cowboys are going to the Super Bowl this year?” Simple enough, no? I’m not putting them on trial, am I? So the guy answers, “Well, to be honest, I don’t think so.” Now why he’d have to go and say, “to be honest”? Wouldn’t I expect someone answering a simple question to be honest? As opposed to what? Lying through his grody teeth, like he usually does? I mean, if I ask, “Hey, what time is it?”, I don’t expect an answer like, “Well, to be honest with you, it’s two thirty.” I just don’t get it.

I see people on television talking like that all the time. Politicians, movie stars, tv chefs. My mom even says stuff like, “Frankly” or “Honestly” or “If you want my real opinion.” Why would I want your false opinion, Mom? Just sayin’. Honestly.

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About that chicken

Post #2 from Kidlit’s Crankiest Curmudgeon’s Blog–

I don’t know if this is possible, but isn’t it time they retired the “Why’d the chicken cross the road?” joke? Maybe even give it a nice burial or something. I know you almost never hear it, except yesterday my next door neighbor – she’s six – told it to me. Gag! And I had to act like it was funny cause her mom was standing there. Who came up with this joke anyway? People – mainly old people – are always telling you how things were different when they grew up, how you didn’t have to lock your doors, how people had more respect for each other and so on. Yeah, yeah, yeah! Well, it wasn’t my generation that invented that stupid chicken joke. I mean, has anyone ever laughed at it? I asked my dad was there something I was missing and he said it was supposed to be clever because the answer is so obvious and you’re racking your brain trying to come up with a funny answer. Which it doesn’t have. So I asked him, “What’s green and needs mowing?” “Grass,” he says. Neither one of us laughed.


So let’s keep chickens out of jokes and put them where they belong – on our plates.

(Though I have to admit – rubber chickens can be pretty funny.)