January 15, 2010 – 9:47 pm
(The following essay is a guest post written by my father, poet Rowell S. Hoff, expanding on a theme from a poem he wrote a few years ago. I have included the poem at the end. -Geoff Hoff) We The English pronoun we is difficult. Of course it is not difficult when it refers to [...]
December 25, 2009 – 11:27 am
(In keeping with a holiday tradition started last year, I will post our Christmas video here. This year, I add to the tradition by writing a warped holiday story to go with it.) Legal Notice: This story, video and all the contents therein are purely for entertainment purposes. We are in no way affiliated with [...]
December 20, 2008 – 4:33 pm
Every year, I get more and more annoyed at the tendency for people at all points on the political spectrum to manufacture issues about which they can become angry (and about which they can rile their “base” into a frenzied pitch.) It must be part of the human condition (or at least the Western psyche, [...]
September 11, 2008 – 6:13 pm
I recently read a comic essay in Newsweek magazine in which the writer lambasted Crocs shoes (those odd, brightly colored plastic things) and the people who wear them. He got actual death threats for his efforts. This last week there has been a great, albeit artificial, political flap due to one politician using a phrase [...]
Many years ago Toyota had an ad campaign with the catchy slogan, “What Will You Do with All the Money You Save?” The thinking was, I assume, the consumer had $20,000 in their checking account allotted especially for the purpose of buying a car. When they bought the Toyota and it only cost $18,000, they [...]
Yes, I’m verbose. _______________________________ Geoff Hoff is co-author of the best selling satirical novel Weeping Willow: Welcome to River Bend
April 15, 2008 – 10:32 am
As a young boy in the remote New Jersey town called Flatbrookville, I hated peas, those grey-green orbs piled on my dinner plate threatening to roll over into the mashed potatoes (a favorite) and pollute Grandma’s wonderful pot roast. They smushed on my tongue into a slimy mess that tasted unnatural with an undercurrent of [...]
August 21, 2006 – 3:04 pm
Third and Fourth Day Back, Sunday and Monday, August 21, 2006 After high school and college, I did a lot of traveling. I remember all the motels would have the come-on, “Free HBO!” Now it’s “Free Wireless Internet!”. At least one of the motels at every one of those little oases for travelers on the [...]
