Stuff and nonsense
What a disappointment the opening ceremonies were for the Olympics. Somehow I expected something flashier, or maybe gaudier, from the chinese. Big scrolly things and people running around on a ball that looked like ants on a peach just did not do it for me.
The goatling nest door (his name is B by the way) is no longer a sad goatling in his pen AND he has found himselof a herd of sorts if one goatling and a small long haired dog can be considered a herd. Little goatling won't stay in his pen so he doesn't. Instead he roams the yard and bleats for his people to let him into the house. So now I deon't feel so badly for him. He even has a place in their basement to sleep. I thought I'd get much more of a chance to get my fingers on the goatling when his people went on vacation but the 18 year old son is staying home and he will care for the goat. RATS. Foiled again.
In my neck of the woods, oldeest son is growing a beard with a definitely piratical look to it. All clipped and neat and in a line. If I could figure out how to draw on this, I could illustrate but for now lets just say I like the look of it. Of course the husband has had a beard forever but that's because he has a non existant chin. Luckily both sons are chinned.
I swear that on the Vonage phone commercial the guy says that the regular phone company "Nipples and dimes you to death" and while i'm not quite sure how you nipple someone, it is intriguing to just think about. Also summer must be apostrophe breeding season because I find them cropping up on signs where they shouldn't be. Usually to make a word that is supposed to be plural, possessive instead. Free kitten's make me wonder just what personal belonging of a kitten is free or the kitten is.... what. Random wandering apostrophes and the near extinction of the adverb as we all drive "safe" Now I worked in a bank with a safe inside a vault and the library had a little safe in which to stash the fine money but I had never dreamed that they coould be driven. I wonder how many miles to the gallon a driven safe gets. And I am still toying with the idea of buying a cheap doll to tear apart so that the next time I need to fill up my tank I could tell the gas station guy that I wanted an arm and a leg worth of gas and drop those parts on the counter. Of course some of the attendants I've run across would have to have the arm and a leg explained to them and where's the fun in that?
The goatling nest door (his name is B by the way) is no longer a sad goatling in his pen AND he has found himselof a herd of sorts if one goatling and a small long haired dog can be considered a herd. Little goatling won't stay in his pen so he doesn't. Instead he roams the yard and bleats for his people to let him into the house. So now I deon't feel so badly for him. He even has a place in their basement to sleep. I thought I'd get much more of a chance to get my fingers on the goatling when his people went on vacation but the 18 year old son is staying home and he will care for the goat. RATS. Foiled again.
In my neck of the woods, oldeest son is growing a beard with a definitely piratical look to it. All clipped and neat and in a line. If I could figure out how to draw on this, I could illustrate but for now lets just say I like the look of it. Of course the husband has had a beard forever but that's because he has a non existant chin. Luckily both sons are chinned.
I swear that on the Vonage phone commercial the guy says that the regular phone company "Nipples and dimes you to death" and while i'm not quite sure how you nipple someone, it is intriguing to just think about. Also summer must be apostrophe breeding season because I find them cropping up on signs where they shouldn't be. Usually to make a word that is supposed to be plural, possessive instead. Free kitten's make me wonder just what personal belonging of a kitten is free or the kitten is.... what. Random wandering apostrophes and the near extinction of the adverb as we all drive "safe" Now I worked in a bank with a safe inside a vault and the library had a little safe in which to stash the fine money but I had never dreamed that they coould be driven. I wonder how many miles to the gallon a driven safe gets. And I am still toying with the idea of buying a cheap doll to tear apart so that the next time I need to fill up my tank I could tell the gas station guy that I wanted an arm and a leg worth of gas and drop those parts on the counter. Of course some of the attendants I've run across would have to have the arm and a leg explained to them and where's the fun in that?
posted by ---me--- at Saturday, August 09, 2008
1 Comments:
"An arm and a leg"......Why, that's precious, just precious...
I think you got your 'funny' back.
Thank God.
Signed,
ThePeruser
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