I regret that I can not remember exactly where I saw this word first used, but I fully intend to propagate it and do my part to see it added to the English lexicon. It was used in reference to the kinds of people who raise heck in internet discussions when, in fact, they are spouting non-facts and unnecessary controversy that could easily be avoided by spending three minutes studying the truth.

unbrained

Used in a sentence:
How is it that well into the 21st century, unbrained individuals still believe that forwarding an email message, especially one with so many misspellings and grammatical faux pas, will result in Bill Gates sending them money.

Recently, I was digging through the center console of my truck and I came across an unmarked cassette tape. Curious, I plugged it in. I was awash in nostalgia. It was a tape I had made in college when I used to record the Doctor Demento Show every week. I’ve been listening to that tape on my way to work and back for over a week now, and, woo dawgy, have I got some great white board quips queued up.

“Oh my G-d! That bowling ball! It’s my wife!”

Okay, I’m dating myself with this one, but who remembers Les Nessman? He was the neurotic news man at WKRP in Cincinnati. Okay, who remembers his “office”? Poor old Les lived in the days before cubicles, so he didn’t even have the luxury of five foot, cloth covered, pseudo walls that we have today. Instead, Les had bright yellow tape on the floor around his desk and even a “dashed” section of his “wall” to represent the door. He would usually ignore people who addressed him without first pretending to open his “door”.

I often think of Les Nessman when I’m in a cubicle farm, those doorless mazes for conducting “The Rat Race”. Cubicles never have doors. Even the nicest offices leave their racing rats exposed to unwelcome guests and constant interruptions, not to mention prying eyes that are always interested in what you’re surfing.

That is until now! For a mere $29.95 (plus shipping and handling) you too can have what Les Nessman could only dream of; a DOOR! Check out cubedoor.com. This is a link from a link from a link sent to me by my old buddy Randy Peterman (aka Randypants).

In a twist of bitter irony, I have achieved the pinnacle of cubicle status in that I dwell in a cubicle with a large window. Yes, I can actually watch the squirrels, and they, in fact, are merry. But as a result of being at the top of the racing rat food chain, one side of my cube “door” is a window. Thus the above mentioned CubeDoor will not work on my cube.

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“KHAAAAAANN!”

This little jewel is from Scott Adams, the Grand Poobah of cubicle humor.

“Stop ruining my slogans with your logic!”

You can see the entire strip here.

I’ve heard of some big babies. Nine pounds, nine and a half, maybe even ten. You know, the kind of baby that makes you think “OW!”

Well, hold on to your jaw.

Francisca Ramos dos Santos of Salvador, Brazil is the proud mother of a bouncing baby boy, weighing… seriously, you need to be sitting down for this… 16.7 pounds! That’s closer to the average weight of a six month old. In case you were wondering, a hospital offical said, “Obviously the baby was born by Caesarean section.” THANK GOODNESS!!

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