Tuesday, November 16, 2010

jazzy tunes notwithstanding

This morning while I was in the bathroom re-combing Captain America's hair--his standards for "combed" are much lower than mine--Groceries hopped up onto the toilet seat and tried to climb me by sinking his claws into the part of me that would be called the round, if I were being divided into primal cuts.
image courtesy of wikipedia

Not a good time, especially in thin knit leggings.

Last night we watched "It's the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown," and I was reminded what a total bummer Charlie Brown is. No wonder he doesn't have any friends! He's a hopeless sad sack who brings everybody down! And Snoopy needs to ditch that flying ace affectation, because it is tired. Lucy is a shrew, Linus needs speech therapy, Schroeder is pretentious, Sally is vacuous, and Pig Pen is disgusting. The end. I hope the Christmas special holds up better upon review.


tipsybaker said...

Charles Schultz was a mopey, miserable man. I read his biography a few years ago and it spoiled Peanuts forever.
You are right about purses with two pockets on the side. I had never thought of it that way, but always knew there was something about them.

All8 said...

Hm, at least he didn't head for your Brisket. (lol)

Thanks for the laugh.