LARRYLAND

Bad Dad Jokes and Good Food

Welcome to LarryLand

  • Your Handy Travel Guide to North Myrtle Beach
    16 Palms to 16 Palmettos. Everything you did NOT want to know about your visit to North Myrtle Beach.
  • Puddling Through
    I am in Rockefeller Plaza all by myself. I should’ve known better. Whereas all the other tourists are somewhere warm drinking hot toddies with their friend Jan I am sitting in my now sodden tennis shoes risking frostbite.
  • Cat Lady Etiquette
    Fashion Thought For The Day: A T-shirt labelled “Cat Lady” should not be black.
  • TSA Yay!
    So, we’re about to leave LarryLand to head to North Myrtle Beach South Carolina.  As always with long flights, this entails having to travel in the early morning when we have the mental acuity of a small child (in other words, my normal state). We go to the check-in kiosk, and I realized that my wife has her TSA number for her boarding pass, but mine is not there. My initial thought is that my wife is smarter I think because she gets to go on vacation and I get to spend the next week here in line with Gen-Pop.
  • Challenge Accepted
    It seems like only yesterday that I provided you with a challenge. Having Lucci’s John teach me Bocce ball made for a really pleasant day. The people that I’ve met along the way may have lost their stores or jobs, but they didn’t lose their hearts. We need more of that in this world.
  • A Challenge For You
    I’ve lost a lot of favorite shopping places over the years. I enjoy going to the market, and drive distances to go to local markets where they get to know me. So I challenge you to go into a store, joke with the clerk and find a connection.
  • Chasing the Dream
    I’m amazed that there are some sort of police pursuits every single day here in Los Angeles.  I mean Every. Single. Day.  Apparently, I’m not the only one bored with the chase. 
  • My Wife Told Me To Make An A** Of Myself
    I’m driving from Mom’s in the desert to our home by the sea. And, by some miracle, I’m actually earlier than usual today. So, I contact my wife for advice on what to do with my time. Her response was unexpected.
  • How Not To Choose Paint
    Our new neighbors (and us) are choosing White Paint. THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS WHITE PAINT. We will spend “Six Seven” hours at the Big Orange looking at paint chips trying (and failing) to discern the real difference. We will be tired, We will be Hungry, We will write a book called “Agent Big Orange and the White Paint Chips.”
  • Jawing with ChatGPT
    I got the very stupid idea (like That’s a first) to see if ChatGPT could figure out the joke behind Jaws White Wine. It gave it a 93 rating. ChatGPT has absolutely no taste.
About Larry

Larry Hersh began writing “The Weird Thoughts of a Surburban Dad: Life, Love and the Need for Good Food” as early as 1994. By 2013, his writing was regularly featured in his co-workers’ email inboxes and his daughter’s middle school binders. He writes to make the world a funnier place.

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