The Artsaypunk

Well this is just plain fantastic. I am very pleased to announce that my blog is the number one hit on Google for the search string “Hooty Pecker.” I could never have dreamed a day like this would come. But overall, it’s really amusing to see what Google searches lead people to my site. One [...]

This morning I almost dropped a bottle of cologne onto the cold, hard tile floor. This would have been a disaster, albeit the best smelling disaster this side of a bakery explosion. The way I managed to avoid this sensory overload was via one of those ridiculous reflex actions wherein you flail your foot out [...]

This weekend, a friend of mine told me that she had decided that I really wasn’t that funny, it’s just that funny things seem to happen to me. I wasn’t at all sure how to take that. But… ouch. Oh well, at least I’m still funny looking.

Sometimes I feel like when it comes to kissing, I’ll just never catch on. I suppose I’d better elaborate. Don’t get me wrong, as far as regular, romantic smooching goes, I’m no slouch, but what stymies me is the double cheek kiss that is so prominent here as a greeting. Hi! How are you!… *Mwah*… [...]

This Morning’s Billboard of the Day: Gold’s Coconut Candy Now With Coconut!

Here are a few things I don’t care for.  I don’t hate them, I just don’t like them: Coloured Toilet Paper I’m not a fan of coloured toilet paper.  For some reason, there’s a lot of coloured toilet paper in Pakistan: pink, blue, it’s all about the pastels.  I don’t know why that is.  Why [...]

It’s amazing just how much snack foods in this country amuse me. Although, I suppose that it’s more so the advertising campaigns that crack me. Anyway, the latest one to catch my eye is a billboard I drive by most days advertising “F-16 Ice Cream.” It’s a product of Igloo Ice Cream, Pakistan and I [...]

Can you tell me why my Shampoo bottle contains 250 ml, whereas my conditioner only contains 200 ml? They’re the same brand. They are supposed to go hand in hand. But inevitably I end up with a quarter bottle of shampoo left when my conditioner runs out. Then I’m not very well going to make [...]

Well, here’s a new one. A recipe request on the blog. Somewhere down in comment-land, thanks to the nugatory non-sequiturs of the grammatically challenged SD, the topic of my world famous beer-butt chicken arose. And by world famous, I mean to say that my friends and family quite enjoy it. But come to think of [...]

I’ve been coming across a few questions lately as to the origins of the “Artsaypunk.” And by that, I guess I mean, that every once and a while, someone says, “What the hell is an Artsaypunk anyway?” Well, I’ve never been the kind of guy that held down a nickname. They just never seem to [...]