Pony up

An ad I just heard on the radio just used the phrase “pony up.”

I know what it means, but I don’t understand it. When was the last time a pony gave you money for anything? According to my horse-owning friends, the cash flow is always the other way.

Lemurs and a lemniscate

I think when I go to bed tonight, I will close my eyes & imagine an infinite number of lemurs skating around a lemniscate.

You might say, But Paul! Are they rollerskating or ice skating? And I would answer, because there are an infinite number of them, they are both rollerskating AND ice skating. AND roller skating on ice. JUST BECAUSE THEY CAN.

Snowing to beat the band

Local news reporting that to the north, “it’s snowing to beat the band.”

See, this is why I never joined the band. Too much worrying; too much looking over your shoulder, just waiting for someone to come along and start hitting you for no good reason at all.

It’s like being a gunslinger, except with musical instruments and a musical score.

I am now tempted to write a story about a hard-boiled detective who used to be a musician. He’s got scores to settle.