Wednesday, December 31, 2008

Happy Birthday Mayor

There's a very special Mayor who has a Blogging birthday coming up. None other than the Mayor of Mitchieville who started blogging four years ago and has like a billion hits a day now, contrary to the 30 odd thousand I've had over the lifetime of my existense when I started a few days later.

In fact....wait a moment...it's now.

Happy Bithday Mayor!

And yes, I got a deal on the cake.

Tuesday, December 30, 2008

Year end by the numbers


The 11 manliest cocktails in the world. All right! Irish Car Bombs. Yum!

The 12 most common beer myths.

The 10 funniest music videos of 08. You just knew "Jizz in my Pants" would be #1

Top 25 songs of 2008 mashed up.

September, October

It was a dark time for me my friends and it showed in my lack of blogging, but from the lack of posts a few stood out.

The franchises to sell luxury accommodations to the afterlife, for one.

And the rant where I let Direct Energy have it, the other.

Apart from that, you'd have to travel back to a time where I didn't Blog at all to find slimmer picking.

Like I said, it was a dark time.

Monday, December 29, 2008

The best rollercoaster souvenir photos of 08 (part 2)






And the winner is:

July, August

It was all Pottahawk, Pottahawk, Pottahawk where there were more tops off than ketchup bottles in a French-fry factory.

And from the amount of hits, Pottahawk, Pottahawk, Pottahawk was on your mind too.



Yet there were some other cool posts like:

Women discussing what semen tastes like.

Amazing yard sale finds.

And shit I'm glad they didn't make when I was a baby.

But my all-out fave post for the summer had to be....

The Strangedaze television guide for the fall season. Although it was more of an inside joke than good readin'.

Honorable mention





Sunday, December 28, 2008

Saturday, December 27, 2008

March, April

Here are some of the best posts from the spring.

Erotic Falconry


The shopping cart whisperer.

Hands down this post was the one to make me laugh the most.

Close, but no cigar

Some of the albums that were under consideration for Dad's desert island records, but were ultimately rejected for one reason of another.





Friday, December 26, 2008

January, February

Of the many posts during these ho-hum months of the new year I explored the usual crude filth and offensive material.

But of all the posts during the first 60 days of 08, my fave had to be the New Parenting Guide as part of the "You need to know" series.

The chart says it all

As we pass by another Christmas and inch toward the end of another year it's time to recap the Strangedaze posts of significance, which shouldn't be too hard as there weren't that many.

It's also a time of the year to reflect on the best and worst of other events and try to present them all here.

However, you should know 2008 wasn't a particularly kind year for me and I for one, can't wait to see it finish.

The best way to sum up the year for me? The Strangedaze chart says it all my friends.....the chart says it all.

Dad's desert island collection #50



Man! 50 records! That's a lot to be taking with you.

And now for the punchline:

He doesn't have a record player.

Filling the gap

I was at a Christmas party on the weekend and I heard a joke that I thought was pretty funny. Technically it wasn't a Christmas joke, so I've waited until the day after.

Yup, it was more of a Boxing Day joke.

I would like to share it with you now.


A boy, alerted by loud noises coming from his parents bedroom, walks in on his mother and father having sex. The boy is traumatized, his mother is in a leather corset, tied up, with ball gag in her mouth and his father is wearing assless chaps and spanking her with a wooden paddle as he enters her from behind.

The parents, embarrassed, demand the boy return to his room.

The boy shuts the door and leaves. He can hear his mom and dad giggling as he walks away from them down the hall.

Later the boy's father feels he should go and explain a few things to his son about what has happened.

As he approaches the boys door he hears grunting and groaning from with in.

The father thrusts open the door to see his son with his pants around his ankles just giving it to his grandmother from behind.

The father horrified, yells out, "What the hell is going on here?"

The boy stops and turns to his father and says, "NOT SO FUNNY WHEN IT'S YOUR MOTHER, IS IT?"

Thursday, December 25, 2008

So this is Christmas



HAPPY BIRTHDAY JESUS.....

And the bonus number is

Top 20 Jesus songs.

Wednesday, December 24, 2008

Last shopping day before Christmas

You don't want to be like Hitler.

Last minute Christmas gift ideas #17


How cool is this? Blast Knuckles for $50.00.

Now you can punch someone and send high voltage into them at the same time.

Even Hitler would want to spend the coin on one of these babies.

I wonder if you had two, if it would also substitute as a defibrillator after their heart stops....Clear!