I know we’re on lookout. But what are we looking for, for heaven’s sake?
Author Archives: Lou Faber
December 14, 2022
Just think of me as your blue bird of happiness. Feel better now?
December 13, 2022
Despite years of therapy, Freddy was sure there was someone after him wherever he went. And . . .
December 12, 2022
To paraphrase Mark Twain, it’s not the size of the bird in the fight, it’s the size of the fight in the bird.
December 11, 2022
Hermann Hesse was right: “Within you, there is a stillness and a sanctuary to which you can retreat at any time and be yourself.”
December 10, 2022
Ernie, you said there were going to be two hot chicks. I’m not seeing it.
December 9, 2022
Don’t talk to me about TGIF when I have to be at work by 7 A.M.
December 8, 2022
Listen, big guy, I really, truly appreciate your being my bestie. In fact . . .
December 7, 2022
I’m thinking this weather vane career was a bad choice.
December 6, 2022
Hey, it isn’t just any bird that brings his own utensil to the soup buffet.