A sad-looking Bun Karyudo.

Talking a Breather

My telephone rings.

“Hello?”

“May I speak to Mr. Bun Karyudo, please?”

“Speaking.”

“Hello, Mr. Karyudo. This is your… (Cont.)

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Messy bedroom from the BunKaryudo Humor blog.

Behind the Times

That part of the world’s population waiting with bated breath beside their computer screens were no doubt shocked to their very marrow by the non-appearance. The rest of the world’s 7 billion people, however, somehow found the strength to carry on with… (Cont.)

Picture of a notebook from the BunKaryudo humor blog.

Nothing of Note

Not a thing…

Not a single thing…

As I leaf through the pages, I find myself becoming increasingly alarmed. I can see nothing, not even page numbers. What on earth am I going to write about? It may sound as though I’m blaming my notebook here, but of course this would be a silly way to frame my problem. I’m actually blaming my notebooks. I have four of them and they’re all… (Continued)