Jim Flanigan Looks at the World
Turning the Mundane into Fundane Since 2015
In honor of Marco Rubio’s crashing and burning presidential campaign, I suggest the kid’s swimming pool game of tag formerly known as Marco Polo now be called Marco Rubio. That’s about the only thing that will ever be named after him as it is becoming clear that there will never be a Marco Rubio Presidential Library. Consider this …
Spring has burst upon the scene in Chicago just as my pants are ready to burst at the seams. And those are my stretchy sweats! Here’s how I can tell I’m out of shape …
Continue reading “Me? Out of shape? No, mine’s just a mushy blob-type shape.”
The comparisons of Donald Trump to Adolph Hitler are so unfair to Mr. Trump.
I understand that there is a breakthrough in technology coming for the vision impaired.
The 2016 International Women’s Day theme is Pledge For Parity.
I can tell I’m getting older just by my vocabulary.
The accolades are rolling in for my recent two word blog post.
There is no denying that I am constantly filled with gas. I often wonder why I weigh so much when I am filled with hot gas. I should be floating off into the ether. Look for me tethered to the ground at the next Macy’s Thanksgiving Day parade. Anyway, it has to go somewhere.
I leased a car recently, and all is well except for my back-up camera. It is a nice little safety feature on a car, when it is working properly.
Continue reading “My car’s back-up camera is working, but …”
While many conservative evangelical end-timers have pointed their fingers at President Obama, ISIS, Middle East unrest, the European Union and other “signs” as signalling the coming of the Biblical Apocalypse, I was skeptical.
Marco Rubio and Ted Cruz sure want Donald Trump to release a supposedly secret tape.
I swear I heard that the previous Republican debate was the final one. Hence, this highly entertaining blog post about the debates ending too early was generated by yours truly too early as it turns out. My mistake, but I’m ready to celebrate.
Exorcise your demons or they will devour you from the inside out.
Considering that Donald Trump won big on Super Tuesday,
It is March 1st and we have a snowstorm in Chicago.
I really hate the day after Leap Day.
Spring is imminent. I saw my first fly of the season today.
Most people don’t consider me fat. If I stand up straight, my shirt hangs down flat with no signs of a growing gut stretching the fabric of my shirt to its limits. I present a slim, but false facade.
Jim Flanigan Looks at the World 