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Yes, it’s true, Joe-Pourri is back again with its ninth edition. Where’s DDT when you need it? Here’s a roundup of the hottest and freshest news morsels, some even fit for human consumption.
The Joe Zone is as surprised as you are by this new edition of Joe-Pourri. Despite intense efforts of containment, Joe-Pourri the Eighth has slipped its bonds, as apparently Joe has slipped the feathery bonds of lucidity.
And so as Joe-Pourri skulks back into the murky shadows, America hunkers down for a long, grueling, mind-numbing, interminable presidential campaign season. The only apparent cause for hope is the possibility of being bludgeoned by El Nino, which will seem like blessed relief by comparison.
The Joe Zone proudly presents Joe-Pourri VII. Yes, against all odds and reason, the seventh installment in the semi-popular series (ranking just behind impacted teeth and rabies in popularity) is taking flight, assisted by the hot air currents emanating from the burgeoning field of presidential candidates.
We’ve caught just enough time between naps to allow the Joe Zone’s newest and most unacquired taste, Joe-Pourri, to once again rise out of the mosquito-infested marsh and take to the runway for another attempt at takeoff. If you’re among the readers/hackers/spammers who have been with us for all five Joe-Pourri sojourns, then that might actually make some sense. So close your eyes and hold your breath and your stomach, here we go with the all new weekend edition:
Joe-Pourri gets you ready for the weekend, with all the up-to-the-minute news, so you can impress your friends with what a know-it-all you are.
• The New York Stock Exchange, the Wall Street Journal, and United Airlines all ground to a halt Wednesday, victims of computer outages. Frantic calls to IT help lines were answered with, “try shutting it down and restarting.” I’m just glad that, as a nation, we haven’t come to rely on unreliable devices for anything really important, like financial institutions, transportation, communications, electric power, defense…
Joe-Pourri is back, in spite of popular demand. Here’s the lowdown on the hijinks that are lighting up our iPhones and tablets, and causing them to run slower than before, if possible:
• Rockets hauling supplies to the International Space Station are blowing up pretty regularly lately. If I were an ISS astronaut, I’d be wishing I’d packed a few peanut butter sandwiches. (Luckily, there’s plenty of oxygen in space, so – never mind.) And if I were an astronaut waiting to be blasted to the station atop a rocket, I’d be wishing I worked at a peanut butter factory.
• The political scene took a bizarre turn over the weekend. Yes, I know that’s redundant. Campaign aides for Hillary “All You Need to Know is I’m a Woman, so Vote for Me” Clinton corralled journalists with a rope during an Independence Day parade attended by Ms. Clinton in New Hampshire. The reporters were described as being “somewhat dragged,” in order to keep them away from the candidate, who evidently wanted to be independent of the media. I find that somewhat of a drag. The former senator, secretary of state, and co-emperor describes herself as being the “most transparent” candidate. Perhaps she means “most pale.” In any event, no reporters were actually hogtied or branded, perhaps because apparently none were from Fox News.
• MLB All-Star voting is in full swing, and here in the Joe Zone, we hope it strikes out. Fan voting never made much sense to me. It’s popular with the fans, of course, but it can lead to weird results. Well-known 38 year old players batting .190 can be chosen over 25 year old phenoms batting .360. Voting is often a popularity contest rather than based on merit. Ballot box stuffing is common. Many fans know little or nothing about whom they’re voting for. It makes no more sense than having the general populace voting in a presidential election. Wait a minute…
• A bird flu virus this spring has resulted in an egg shortage, causing higher egg prices and reduced availability. Why this has not also resulted in a chicken shortage has experts baffled.
Join us next time, when we hear Joe say, “Is Joe-Pourri ahead of 60 Minutes in the ratings yet?”
Evidently antibiotics don’t work on Joe-Pourri, so it’s back again. Here’s the latest Joe-stew of various happenings, goings-on, and shenanigans. If you’re trying to lose weight, then consider it a salad instead.
• The St. Louis Cardinals are being investigated by the FBI for possible cheating. The storied ballclub allegedly hacked into the Houston Astros’ computer network and stole information on players, possible trades, and bat corking techniques. If true, one might wonder why they would pick such a target. Perhaps the Cardinals’ spring training exercises might be expanded to include risk/reward analysis. At least we now understand why the redbirds depicted on the Cardinal uniforms are wearing masks.
• In related news, a recent study, performed in my head, found that the only sports team in America that is not cheating is a pre-school girls soccer team in Provo, Utah. And they are currently performing a risk/reward analysis.
• A recent study not performed in my head, but by the Indiana University Bloomington, found that watching cat videos is good for you. The study found that people who watch cat videos are more positive afterward, with fewer negative emotions. So go ahead, America, watch those cat videos guilt-free. And if you’re a cat owner, get the same calming effect by watching your cats as they shred your furniture and spew juicy furballs on your rugs.
• Here’s your Joe-to-Go, from the JZ Take-Out window: The lowlight for the day on the Western PA medical front is that spokesmen for both Highmark Insurance and UPMC have denied that their battle is to the death. “No,” said a clandestine figure representing UPMC. “Death will not end this.” “That’s one point we agree on,” said a Highmark furtive figure, on condition of anonymity. “We intend to continue this battle into the afterlife.”
Join us next time for an even more fragrant serving of Joe-Pourri, exclusively in the Joe Zone.
Unexpectedly, Joe-Pourri is back for another gallop down the runway. Let’s see what’s happening today:
• Internet historians are playing Sherlock to discover the day that the phrase “going viral” went viral. In related developments, Joe-Pourri appears to be number 23,345,765 in the “waiting to go viral” queue. Thinking of switching to the “catching a virus” line, which is much shorter.
• Are you aware that June is Brain Awareness month? Unfortunately, since I found out, I’ve been obsessively aware of my brain. I became aware that it itched a little, and I can’t reach it to scratch. Also, I don’t think my brain fits quite right in my skull. The right side seems to bump into my head bone, and the left side is too loose. Well, I’m sure next month, when it isn’t Brain Awareness month, I’ll forget all about it.
• Word from Capitol Hill is that Congress is considering opening a chic new breakfast bistro in the Capitol Rotunda, serving hot, fresh waffles. A final vote is expected by the end of the decade.
• Yesterday was the longest day of the year. Thank heaven that’s over. Of course, “longest day” means the most daylight hours. Vampires really hate that day, as it leave so little time for skulking and such.
Join us next time, when Joe-Pourri takes another ramble through the woods of the latest global happenings.
Today the Joe Zone is proud to present the maiden flight of a new feature: Joe-Pourri.
Those of you who are still reading may ask, “What the heck is Joe-Pourri?” It’s new, I tell you! It’s improved! (Wait – if it’s new, how can it be improved? I don’t know, but trust me, it is.) Joe-Pourri is a collection of bits of unrelated items, previously scattered about, that I’ve gathered in one place.
Hold on, you say. We already have a word for that: trash. Well, that’s true. But this is good trash. Cool trash. Interesting trash. Fragrant trash. In the grand tradition of the Joe Zone being an unacquired taste, Joe-Pourri will rumble down the runway, gain speed, tilt up its nose, and crash into a mosquito-infested marsh.
We’re hoping a lot of JZ fans live in that marsh.
How do we choose our friends? How do we choose a mate?
Recently, I heard someone express surprise that there was four-way compatibility with them and their spouse and another married couple. Friendships often do not mix well with spouses, they espoused. Does that say something bad about the way they chose a mate, they wondered.
In the Joe Zone, we’re all about delving into and resolving such issues. By which I mean, issues that are nebulous, incomprehensible, and unsolvable. Therefore, we immediately activated the JZ Bureau of Arcane Areas Ridiculously Diverse and Vaguely Aromatically Repugnant like Kerosene (AARDVARK), located in the fourth sub-basement of the JZ Intergalactic headquarters. The AARDVARKs are always happy to be unchained, and let loose on an innocent world, so while they’re out running amuck, I’ll tell you what I think about it, which carries all the weight of the feather that astronaut David Scott dropped onto the lunar surface.
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