Jan 14, 2011

Make Me Laugh Contest and Miscellany . . .

Happy 3 day weekend! It seems like I just got everyone to go back to work and school! Now they're here again.

Rain, rain

copyright by Marsha Jorgensen 1/14/11. All rights reserved.
Digital collage. Image credits: flowers are from Holliewood Studios at Deviantscrap.com and used with a commercial license; rain is from Nicole Young at Digitalscrapbookplace.com and used with a commercial license; the face is highly altered from a flickr member no longer on flickr (verygoodwithcomputers); background is made from layers from itkupilli.etsy.com and asunderephemera.etsy.com; body, wings, and hat are mine from tumblefishstudio.etsy.com.

The Journal Internal

copyright by Marsha Jorgensen 1/14/11. All rights reserved.
Digital journal page. Image credits: everything but the door and black and white border from my own stash of images, most at tumblefishstudio.etsy.com; door from Lorie Davison at Scrapbookgraphics.com; black and white border from Crowabout Studio B at Deviantscrap.com.

I had a good week. Barely put a dent in all the flickr and blog visiting I wanted to do, but visited quite a bit. There is so much inspiration to be had and I learned about so many cool things on other blogs. So, it seems a fitting place to mention . . .

One World One Heart! The wonderful make-the-world-smaller event of Lisa Swifka, the Whimsical Bohemian! I was not able to participate last year because I was in Missouri taking care of my dad (can you believe it's almost been a year?), but I did get to join the fun in 2009 and met so many beautiful inspiring people. It was an incredible experience. Anyone can play along! Just click on the picture above to find out more.

Contest - Make Me Laugh! (1/19 - contest entries now closed, prizes and winners published later tonight!)

I was supposed to have a prize drawing contest back in December, but then I got so sick I was in bed for most of 2 weeks. I'm not too humble to tell you my birthday is next week. It will be my first without either parent. Since my birthday is next week and last year my birthday was very very sad (cuz my dad was so sick with cancer), I thought I would turn things around and have a little contest to see who can make me laugh the most on my birthday this year! Here's the contest . . .

Leave your best joke in the comments of this post and you'll be entered to win the drawing. There will be one randomly drawn winner and one winner that tells me a joke I like the most. You must leave a joke to be entered into either drawing! Prizes will be posted soon but some collage sheets, a print, and some little fun stuff will be included! The winners will be announced the day after my birthday, Wednesday, January 19th!


AZviaTx said...

whew first to comment: it's never pretty for the random generator. guess I will have to make you laugh then! Here ya go: "My mom asked; "What you doing?" I said "Nothing". "But, you did that yesterday". "I wasn't finished". Sound like every teenager you've ever talked too? Hope this helps keep the yuckies away. January is a tough month for me too. I'll check back here to read some of the funnies others leave, to keep my spirits up also. Happy Birthday! Tina

aliceinparis said...

Hi you! Gosh has it been a year? Sad to see time slip away but it does soften loss.
GREAT idea for a contest. I have to go polish up my jokes. Back later:)

thekathrynwheel said...

Why is the sand wet?
Because the seaweed :-)))

Love love love the collages esp. the top one. Sooo cool, and what a great quote.

Hope your birthday is better than last year's. x

yoborobo said...

I stink at jokes, but I will try! :) I am wishing you the happiest birthday ever, Marsha. You are one of the sweetest, most caring people I know, and you deserve a birthday full of giggles, and hopefully cake, too (I say that because I am on a diet and all I think about is bakery goods -haha). I'll try and think of a joke and come back and see you. xox!!

Marit said...

I'm bad at telling jokes, I hardly know any (and the ones I dó know are naughty...) and they're in Dutch ofcourse... I will think about it, but I DO wish you a very happy birthday with lots of laughter!!!

NancyB said...

Wow! Your creations have blown me away girl! They are so darn gorgeous! All my jokes are dirty hee hee So I will tell you about my daughter when she was about 2-ish...One evening she was rubbing her eyes...I said, "Aww someone is getting sleepy." She then said..."Nope, Just my eyes." So cute! lol Happy Birthday wishes to you darlin!

Andrea said...

Marsha, LOVE the new artwork. Hope you have a wonderful birthday!!
I am an old movie buff, so here is my joke: "You remind me of the man." "What man?" "The man with the power of hoodoo." "Who-do?" "You do." "Do what?" "Remind me of the man." "What man?"...etc....etc....etc.... As you can see, it's non-ending. LOL!! (Can you guess from what film and the movie star?)

Outstanding Stranger said...

Ok...so this is slightly off color, but I told my Mom and she laughed really hard and wished she could remember it to tell her bff.
This older women was standing at the sink doing dishes and her husband comes up and grabs her butt...He says "If I could get eggs out of here I could get rid of the Chickens" She shoots him a dirty look. Later she is sitting at the table and he grabs her boob. "If I could get milk out of this I could get rid of that cow in the barn". She shoots him a dirty look....Later that evening they are sitting on the couch watching TV and She reaches across and grabs him in the privates and says "If I could get this up I could get rid of your Brother"....My bad :)

WW said...

LOLOLOLLLOOOLLL....I don't know about Marsha...but made ME laugh..lol

Boot ~C said...

Guy walks into a bar, sits down & watches patrons (one @ a time) put money in a jar & go through a door, stay a minute or two & come back out. This goes on for a while & he finally asks what's going on & the bartender says, "there's a horse back there, if you can make him laugh you get the money in the jar. Towards the end of the evening no one has won so the guy puts his money in, goes into the back room & a few minutes later everyone hears the horse laughing.He collects the money & leaves. The next week he goes back to the bar & sees the same thing going on & asks the bartender what is going on, he already made the horse laugh? The bartender tells him "This time you have to make the horse cry".After another evening of noone winning the guy puts his money in the jar & goes into the room. As befoer a few minutes later everyone hears the horse sobbing. As the guy takes his money & gets ready to leave the bartender says"wait, last week you won & left & didn't tell ushow you did it, so now tell us!" The guy says, "well last week I had to make him laugh so I told him mine was bigger than hi, & this week I showed him" HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

Tammy said...

Hi Marsha, I hope you have a wonderful birthday full of laughter and good cheer!

Learn how ta speak redneck:
BARD - verb. Past tense of the infinitive "to borrow."
Usage: "My brother bard my pickup truck."
FARN - adjective. Not local.
Usage: "I cudnt unnerstand a wurd he sed ... must be from some farn country."
PHRAISIN: Very cold.
Usage:"Shut that door. It's phraisin in here."

Here's a few, You might be a redneck if...
* When you finish eatin' your bologna you use the rind for dental floss.
* The officer that just pulled you over asks if "you have any I.D."..and you respond "About whut?"
* You and your spouse get divorced and you are still relatives.
* The Halloween pumpkin on your front porch has more teeth than your wife.
These always bring a smile to my face. Hope they did for you too. Happy Birthday, Marsha!

SOiNTOiT said...

Happy Birthday, Marsha! I'm thinking about you ;) Pam

slommler said...

I too stink at jokes! I can never remember them after I have heard them.
You have a terrific day and smile...the sun is shining!!!
Hugging you

chrisg said...

LOVE the journal collage Marsha - Sunding you comforting hugs and hope I raise a giggle with my joke:
A guy joins a monastery and takes a vow of silence: he’s allowed to say two words every seven years. After the first seven years, the elders bring him in and ask for his two words. “Cold floors,” he says. They nod and send him away. Seven more years pass. They bring him back in and ask for his two words. He clears his throats and says, “Bad food.” They nod and send him away. Seven more years pass. They bring him in for his two words. “I quit,” he says. “That’s not surprising,” the elders say. “You’ve done nothing but complain since you got here.”

Have a wonderful peaceful birthday

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Trudi Sissons - Two Dresses Studio said...

OK - I confess - I had to google JOKES because for the life of me I couldn't think of one....that wasn't really sick.

You were more concerned about the color of your car than the fuel consumption.
The highlights in your hair are from your palette and not Clairol.
You are having lunch with the girls and the fragrance you wear is eau d'linseed oil.
The only piece of new furniture you have in your home is a $2000 easel.
You butter your toast with your fingers, just to feel its texture.
You think about taking a picture to a show.
You talk about going to a show where the pictures don't move.
You are over 50 and still have no health insurance.
Your family takes out a life insurance plan on you for less than $5000.
You know what shade of green the lichen on the trees is.
You can't find a nice outfit for your date because everything has paint smears on.
Your date ends up with paint smears on her/him.
You're late for the date because you suddenly knew exactly what that detail of your latest painting needed and just had to fix it while it was fresh in your mind.
You chose to buy that new Russian Sable Number Six Round instead of a Big Mac, a Large Fry, a Milkshake, Desert, and five gallons of gas.
Your favorite home repair store refuses to work with you to repaint your den, because you rename all of their paint swatches and you get upset that they don't carry the exact nuance of raw umber you had in mind.
You purchase a ton of books, and most are blank inside.
When viewing a sunset, you think in terms of cadmium yellow (light hue), salmon and gold, a tinted teal mixed with gold for the water...."
Strangers save your 'regular' spot at the park, perfect for observing children and pigeons.
There are Prussian blue fingerprints on your phone.
You stay awake late at night wondering how to render on canvas the dimly lit shapes and the shadows in your room.
When you go out, you are always stopping and gazing at the world around you.
You travel far to sketch a place of scenic beauty.
You clean your brushes in your coffee.
You carry pencils instead of pens.
You have watercolor swatches on cardboard in your pocket.

You explain your deplorably bad housekeeping by saying, "it's a work-in-progress..."
You do judge a book by its cover.
You watch the latest kids' digital animation movies and drool over the effects as much as the story.
You bought paint instead of food!
You paint more than you talk.
You draw your letters instead of write them.
You like to get plastered and paint the town red.
You're in love ... with your studio.
You know that art does not match your sofa.
If dust bunnies are part of your mixed media.
You buy expensive brushes, and have nothing to do your hair with.
You get a feeling of calmness from holding and stroking the bristles of your clean paintbrushes.
When going on a quick errand in your painting cloths you're finding people rave over the 'fashion statement' you didn't even realize you were making.
You know the difference between beige, ecru, cream, off-white, and eggshell.
You know more than 28 colors.
You get excited about football season because it means your significant other will finally be sitting still on the sofa long enough for you to paint him.
At the gym you take note of the intense facial expressions of the heavy lifters.
You never look at a person's face as a whole. You break it up into shadows and lines and shapes, and think how they would look on a canvas.
When others are needing to be with the in crowd, you feel lost in the crowd.
You long to be alone with your thoughts while others are lonely without much thought.

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kitty said...

My. CanNOT believe it's been a whole year. I'll be thinking of you on your birthday!!!...So, here goes......

"A computer beat me at chess once. But it was no match for me at kick-boxing."

Short and sweet....Hope it made ya chuckle....

Kleckerlabor said...

I'm bad at telling jokes either, just wanted to say hi and that i really like your work