Just who the heck is supposed to be enjoying the parks, anyhow? Just the frizbee guys and junkies? Noooo. Skating and puppies, unite!
Posts Tagged Greg Cravens
Doesn’t matter who ya are or who you’re judging… they’re judging you, too. Who’s right? Maybe nobody, not even yourself. Try to keep that in mind. Thus ends your Hubris Sermon o’ the Day.
Alas, Steve Irwin. I wasn’t done watching your reckless adventures when you were done having them. Rest in Peace.
My brother was a park ranger. Used to tell stories of what the raccoons at a North Carolina park got up to. My prediction is that when they discover fire, they’re gonna burn us out and take our kitchens.
This is an old cartoon… Pre-Kara. I thought I’d share it, though. I think Hubris must be descended from Dood the Caveman.
How many times have you been on a trip… OFF the interstate… lately? The Quicky-Marts quickly turn into the Quirky-Marts the farther up into the hills you get. You may have to squint to find the parts of the store that you recognize, here, but take the time. For the Funny’s sake.





















