My Aunt Muriel has the best sneezes. Well, I suppose that depends on the criteria used, but from the standpoint of sheer enthusiasm and decibel level, she definitely takes the cake. Somehow I did not get this particular trait from that side of the family. I have these "petite", "dainty", [repressed] sneezes that sound like a mouse:
Except for this weekend. This weekend I have huge, repeating, violent sneezes. The kind of sneezes that scare the cat, and quite possibly the neighbors. The type that require a wind-up and, at a minimum, full upper body participation. I have to admit, there is something decidedly satisfying about this method of sneezing. Sounding my barbaric *yawp* and all. We'll see how long they continue or whether I will go back to the small implosion version.
I thought that I was going to be able to report progress on the Ugly Naked Guy front, so to speak. I got up at 5:30 again and while his lights were on, he had actually closed the bathroom door. An exhibitionist-free morning! Alas, it was not to be. I went into the kitchen to make some tea, and when I returned, well...enough said. Luckily, the two piers are not close enough to notice anything other than a general sense of nakedness, but still.
I felt the need for laughter today, so I watched "Monty Python and the Holy Grail." Definitely in the Top Ten best movies ever made. I shudder to think of the number of times I have watched it - enough that I know most of the script by heart - and it is still hilarious. The great thing about DVD is that I can pause the screens long enough to read the openings credits, which include "Moose trained to mix concrete and sign complicated insurance forms by Jurgen Wigg" and 142 Mexican Whooping Llamas listed as Directors. And that's before we even get to the Black Knight, Tim the Magician and Prince Herbert.
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Quote du jour:
"Speak roughly to your little boy,
And beat him when he sneezes:
He only does it to annoy,
Because he knows it teases."
Alice's Adventures in Wonderland
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