Mine? No, but I wish! I was actually mulling over adopting him and in the meantime, he got a new home. Have you ever seen such an adorable old man face in your life? I had dreams of him wearing a little striped necktie. And of me doing photos of him sitting behind a tiny little desk covered in mounds of papers and illuminated by a wee little desk lamp. A little kitty cat Lou Grant. Gah, the more I think about it, now I'm really kicking myself! Can't you just see him barking at his secretary to get him some coffee?
I hope that he's happy in his new home. And that he gets a corner office.
Next up, some of you may know that I've been a Mister Rogers' Neighborhood fan for my entire life. Have you seen this clip of Mr. McFeely and his unwelcome friend, Purple Panda visiting a group of small kids?
Pandamonium! I can actually kind of relate to these kids and their freak out. When I was a kid, I was completely terrified of theme park characters dressed in these types of costumes. I'd run screaming from those suckers every time. And embarrassing story: When I was twenty six, I was at Six Flags on Halloween night and watching a spooky stage show. There I was chilling in my seat when up behind me came a man dressed like Beetlejuice. He touched me on my shoulders and I turned around and saw him doing that classic Beetlejuice face with his tongue wagging. I stood up and started swinging and shrieking in front of everyone. The crowd erupted with laughter and I was completely mortified.
That was the same night that I started crying and begged to get off of the mine train ride. The mine train ride full of little kids. I couldn't stand it because it was on tiny little rails and for some reason, I thought we were going to die. They had to stop the ride to let me off! Can you imagine being twenty six and having coal train cars full of little kids pointing and laughing at you for being too scared to ride their ride? I stumbled off and limply fell across a park bench and waited on my ex-boyfriend to finish the ride. He said years later that he knew at that very moment that we weren't compatible. Ha! I wish he'd told me earlier and spared me the grief!
Okay, where was I? How about some Wacky Tennessee news? I've been saving some for ya!
Okay, I have never visited Bristol but from the sound of things, I'm simply going to have to. Between the dirty underwear bombs and their wacky napping places, those townsfolk take lawbreaking to a whole new level! Here's one last news story for you:
Next, I have a little Twitter snippet to show you. This is a friend request that Mister Kitsch (who isn't even on Twitter) received:
I like how she has 303 followers but has never made a tweet. There must be a lot of people interested in Criminal Justice.
Until next time,
x's and o's,