Say “hello” to my little friend!
That was just one of the many
cow-related gifts I received this Christmas; a little statue picked
up by my parents because A). they have a weird son and 2). they
thought it looked like the cow I shot in Germany this year, the cow
that now sits on my computer desktop at work--
You know, I think they may be right.
They also gave me a cow calendar, filled with pictures much like I
take of the creatures. And my in-laws sent up a cow pen and cow
postcards, plus this little toy they picked up in Switzerland that
moos when you turn it upside down.
I guess I'm easy to buy for. But if
that means I get cow-related stuff, then that's fine with me. So
thanks, mom & dad, and thanks, other mom & dad. I really do
appreciate it all!!
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Another gift I received for Christmas
was the annual edition of the “365 Stupidest Things Ever Said”
calendar, and as I’ve done for the past 15 or so years, I read each and every
page of it in one sitting. This accomplishes a couple of
things--there’s a point where the cumulative effect of all that
stupidity catches up with me, and whatever control I have dissolves
in a big puddle. I start laughing uncontrollably, with tears running
down my eyes, and for the next couple of minutes I’m unable to do
nothing else. Loraine then just stares at me for a second, and
shakes her head the way she’d shake her head at a puppy trying to
chase its tail and accidentally running itself head-first into a
wall.
Except I do it on purpose.
The page that set me off this year?
Read by itself, it’s not necessarily that funny, but when you
consider I’d just read 200 or so other pages of stupid stuff; well,
like I said, the cumulative effect was just something else. It was a
description of a movie in a newspaper--
“'Dawn of the Dead': Survivors of a
world-wide plague that's producing the flesh-hungry undead take
refuge in a mega-shopping mall.
Based on a true story”
Like I said, in and of itself it’s
not gut-busting, but when placed near the end of a long line of
stupid quotes, sayings, and newspaper headlines, it was the trigger
that set off my annual bout of self-induced hysteria.
I know. I need help. What’s your
point?? But at least I have cows.
8-)
Have a great weekend,
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