Saturday, February 28, 2015

White knight to the rescue.

The difference between hostile and friendly takeover.
It's like King Lear all over again.



Friday, February 27, 2015

Tissue of lies.

Or maybe Bayer.
Wipe that smile off your face. Flush with success.


Thursday, February 26, 2015

Wednesday, February 25, 2015

Confidence man.

Chit chat is a skill not a gift.
No need to be too honest.



Tuesday, February 24, 2015

Slings and arrows.

It will make a big impression, at least.
Artillery is often inaccurate.



Monday, February 23, 2015

Sunday, February 22, 2015

Saturday, February 21, 2015

Friday, February 20, 2015

Don't be koi.

How much is it worth poached?
A fish in every pot.



Thursday, February 19, 2015

The unexamined life.

There's obvious and there's oblivious.
People are just too sensitive.

Wednesday, February 18, 2015

Genuine Havana.

Cuber, as they say in Boston.
Has anyone seen Mr. Gooding? Paging Mr. Gooding.


Scientific rigor.

That's a bit catty.
That's one ugly kitty.



Sunday, February 15, 2015

Saturday, February 14, 2015

Family planning.

What he doesn't know can't hurt him.
Compartmentalization. It worked on the Titanic.



Friday, February 13, 2015

Mumps party.

There's always in vitro and donation.

What's a little sterility compared to showing up for work?

Thursday, February 12, 2015

Cyclone rake.

And he's also fond of the leaf blower.
How about the edger?



Wednesday, February 11, 2015

Tuesday, February 10, 2015

Mr. P takes a powder.

And it's not Mr. Hobbs Takes a Vacation.
A chill pill might be a good idea.


Sunday, February 8, 2015

Saturday, February 7, 2015

The Syndicate.

It's a whole other universal.
Location, location, location.



Friday, February 6, 2015

Revenge of the trilogy.

Math is different in a galaxy far, far away.
And don't even try to explain midichlorians.


Thursday, February 5, 2015

Still trying to live with UPC.

And a bar code leads you to the nearest pub.
Gobbledygook to you, too.



Wednesday, February 4, 2015

Tuesday, February 3, 2015

Ma Bell.

Because nobody had a phone in the bathroom.
Or it was attached to the wall.



Monday, February 2, 2015

Sunday, February 1, 2015