Monday, June 7, 2010

Belly Laughs

Last week I won the New Yorker's Cover Contest. I was the first to identify the titles of four books connected with the French Open.

My prize was a copy of Disquiet, Please: More Humor Writing from the New Yorker. It came in the mail today. My wife brought it up to me where I lay in bed with a stomachache.

I flipped through it, and two pieces by Jack Handey got me laughing so hard that I forgot about my stomach pains for a while.

3 comments:

Mark Groth said...

This is the funniest piece I've read in years. Thanks for the link.

Mark Groth said...

This is the funniest material I've read in years. Thanks for the link.

Anonymous said...

Congratulations, Frank!

When you make your family crest, maybe this could be the motto:

"In such a rush of genius, it’s speed that counts."

(Of course, you'll have to have it translated into Latin.)