The #NoFilterShow! Probably the least appropriate—and funniest—thing to ever happen in this synagogue.
I get to pick my jersey number for my World Cup uniform! Please suggest a number and explain why that particular number would be awesome, meaningful, and/or funny?
At age 9, I decided to try out for a travel soccer team. This was primarily because I thought the uniform was really cool and my parents said I could wear it to church instead of my scratchy dress clothes.
But the week of tryouts, I was diagnosed with cancer and given a 50% chance to live. I lost my leg a few months later.
Fast forward twenty years. I finally got a travel soccer team uniform. This particular team will be traveling to Mexico in December for the Amputee World Cup.
Can’t wait to wear my new uniform to church.
A funny thing about comedy—and I mean interesting/sad/deep funny, not haha funny—is that it frequently grows out of deep personal pain.
To the audience, comedy appears to be a sign of internal joy, overflowing happiness that bubbles over into jokes.
But for the comic, it’s often simply a way to deal with the pain. An outward expression of inner demons.
Happy 30th birthday Josh Sundquist!
August 6, 1984
My entire life…summarized in nine photos.
(I am in the hospital at the moment due to viral meningitis but feeling better each day, so much so that I can now look at tumblr on my phone without searing head pain.)
I can’t tell you how much all these kind messages/get well soons/stuff on heads posts have cheered me up.
Being sick on my birthday is THE WORST.
Get well soon please.
Just when you think my Dad couldn’t get any more entertaining, he goes and does this