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The Rubber Chicken Society is a loosely knit collective of free thinkers who support and enjoy chicken related humor.

What to Get For the Man Who Doesn’t Want Anything

Last Sunday was the G.P.’s (my Dad’s) 74th birthday.  Dad is the kind of guy who pretends he doesn’t want vast birthday bacchanalia, but is quite obviously hurt if there isn’t any.  He also is extremely tough to shop for … Continue reading

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Christmas in July

Yesterday, I was once again next door at Edward Jones, but this time it wasn’t about the City’s water billing issues — rest easy those of you who view more than 900 words strung together as a personal affront.  Jan … Continue reading

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Trouble at the Bill Mill

  Note: if you’re not from Corpus Christi, this probably won’t be a super fun read.  Sorry.  Next week we will return to our regularly scheduled programming. When I got my water bill in from the City of Corpus Christi … Continue reading

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Silver Linings and Head Injuries

A couple of weeks ago, the Rev (my Mom) and the G.P. (Great Provider/Dad) decided to pull up stakes and take a Hawaiian vacation.  Because Bairs are infamous multi-askers, they decided to combine the trip with a family reunion and … Continue reading

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Watch Out

Every summer my brother’s two increasingly large children Avery (7) and Jovanni (11) come to visit us. It’s always a challenge to keep them occupied with things other than iPads, X-boxes, and pretty much every evolution of video games known … Continue reading

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Gone to the Dogs

It is known amongst my family that the G.P. (Great Provider, my Dad) has a Pacific Coast Highway sized streak of wanderlust running through him.  Age hasn’t really shut that down, so a few times a year Pops takes off … Continue reading

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Help! My Dog is Defective!

Dateline: Monday 5:30 a.m.  I was awakened by fairly serious seismic activity at the end of my bed.  Alarmed, I peeled back my sleep mask and in the dim, pre-dawn light, witnessed Stadler (my intellectually challenged, hydrophobic Black Lab) bouncing … Continue reading

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