Shoes, Ships, and Sealing Wax

Behind bars - and another roundup of mini-posts

This is my rat Pinky, saying "Yo! I was framed! Lemme out, ya lousy screw!"

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I turned on the hockey game on my way home from work. I had to cringe at the sound of "Bondra passes to Alfredsson." I also cringed to hear that Charpentier was in net, although I confirmed when I got home that for now Kolzig is still a Cap. (Not so Anson Carter, though.) And of course I cringed at only three shots on goal in the first period.

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Victor did go to the game tonight (we share the season tickets with my parents; it isn't unusual for us to trade off games) and beforehand met up with Eric from Off-Wing Opinion and some other bloggers. Victor was surprised I didn't want to go. I pointed out that before games I have dinner with Mom, and my mother doesn't know I blog; she thinks I play piano in a whorehouse.

Apparently Victor'd never heard that punchline before.

Still, it's gratifying to have someone laugh that hard at your joke, even if you did steal it. (I'm not sure if this is true or an urban legend, but I've heard the original quip along that line came from Harry Truman.)

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A friend of mine turned 50 this weekend. She'd been out of town and arrived home on her birthday to find her yard filled with 50 pink flamingos. Apparently there's a business that does this, sets up the flamingos in the middle of the night...another brilliant idea I wish I'd thought of. And this isn't a hint, but a yard full of flamingos would be really funny. (I live in a townhouse; you couldn't fit my age in flamingos on the lawn anymore anyway.)

Posted by Nic at March 8, 2004 09:02 PM | TrackBack