‘Corn Dog Down!’ -The Life Of A Dad

A trip to the Spokane County Interstate Fair ended in tragedy for me recently when I entrusted the safety of my precious corn dog in the hands of my 2-year-old son.

What happened was 100% my fault, but quickly reminded me of my place in the pecking order of my family. However, it totally felt worth it to reenact the events of that day.

Take a look:

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Paper or Plastic?

A grocery store in Vancouver, B.C. is trying to get customers to not use plastic bags by offering up plastic bags that might not make you many friends on the bus.

Here are the bags, along with a few suggestions to make reusable bags a little more fun.

Coffee With Cory: Making internet challenges uncool since 1983

The bottlecap challenge is trendy and cool on the internet right now. So I’m here to make it not trendy and cool. Because that’s what I do. Here you go. See how hard I trained for this one segment that one viewer called ‘A bunch of dribble’ and ‘a punch of junk’.

Also, Pro Tip: Remember “righty tighty, lefty loosey.” I spent far too much time kicking this lid and not realizing I was simply tightening it.

Here’s the training montage by itself.

“With every shot, show a little improvement, to show it won’t take too long… that’s called a montage! Montage!” 

Driving Around in a Circle = Tornadoes

I can’t tell you how many… ahem… strange phone calls I’ve answered in the past nine years of working in the broadcasting business, but let’s just say it’s been enough to fill a book or two (Hmmmm… maybe soon).

A new station in Scranton, PA has a segment where they air viewer phone calls and after a few tornadoes popping up in the area recently, one viewer claimed to know exactly why.

Driving around in a circle = tornadoes.

Makes sense.

Take a look:

The War Against Hobo Spiders

Yeah. Spokane is smoky right now. I get that. It’s horrible. It’s not fun.

But I’ve already solved that problem with Cory’s Clean Air in a Jar!

We have more important things to worry about right now: A war.

Not a war with North Korea. A war that rages on every year around this time.

*Lights up a cigarette and slowly takes a drag…*

A war with the Hobo Spiders.

The other night, I’m watching some television and my trusty bloodhound, Georgia, is on the floor when suddenly, she jumps up like she’s just been shocked with a cattle prod and runs across the room, seemingly chasing something.

It freaked me out, but then I see her start to bat at and play with something. What was it?

I walked over there and see she’s playing with a no good, dirty rotten, worthless, creepy crawly, overly aggressive, serving absolutely no function or purpose on this earth other than to give me nightmares, stupid, jerk hobo spider!

Now, don’t get me wrong, I love all living creatures on this beautiful planet with a few exceptions, hobo spiders being one of them.

Other spiders, I’m OK with. I’ve adopted a “you stay away from me and out of sight, then I saw live and let live.”

These hobo spiders, however, they don’t even make an attempt to co-exist! They come in your house, uninvited, and make themselves at home while they look for a mate to make other worthless spiders with.

They’ll even actively seek you out and pick a fight.

In my youth, I would’ve been a little less worried about this, but I have a wife and a new child to protect.

So I laid some traps for these monsters around my house, using things I know hobo spiders like in an effort to bait them into certain death.

For instance, in this trap, I’ve cleverly disguised it at a music venue, featuring the kind of music something that sucks as bad as a hobo spider probably likes:

NICKELBACK
So far, they’ve avoided this one.  Even hobo spiders have better taste in music than my friend Nichole Mischke. 

This trap I disguised as a restaurant featuring “Uh-oh Spaghetti-Os Saturdays,” because
who doesn’t like Spaghetti-Os? Hobo spiders apparently. Empty.

SPAGHETTIOS

I also tried a sports bar featuring the expensive NFL Sunday Ticket from DirecTV.

HANGOUT

I might have jumped the gun on this one because obviously the season hasn’t started yet, so the hobos know this one is a fake. I’ll let you know how it does after this Sunday.

But there’s one trap, one establishment that seems to be having success, and it makes sense because hobo spiders are free-loading cheapskates: Free beer.

FREE BEER
Look at that! There’s two of them in there! Two of them who walked in and expected to get something for nothing, and instead they got got!

Here are all of the traps I’ve tried:

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CRAYON NEWS: A Brilliant (?) Plan to Catch Some Mail Thieves Backfires

“Caught the wrong person.”

Nicolas didn’t show any remorse when his strategically placed mousetrap caught the wrong person getting into his mailbox.

Nicolas thought either the drug dealers across the street or the woman who runs a house of prostitution was stealing his mail. So he hatched a plan. A bad plan. And now he has to deal with the consequences.

The rest of the tale told through my artistic talents (?) here:

 

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