Velvet Verbosity

From Gimundo.com, “Good News Served Daily”.  It’s about time.

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Tags: Elderly, pranks, fun

A friend posted this on my Facebook profile. This “prank” was pulled off by a group called Improv Everywhere based in New York City (where else?). The group was formed in 2001 by Charlie Todd and has, to date, pulled off over 70 missions. Also check out the MP3 experiments, the Cell Phone Symphony, and the Redhead Protest against Wendy’s, though the following is the best of the best.

I’ve got tons of work to do to prepare for my trip and have things buttoned up at work before I take off.  That means no time to write.  In the meantime, I dare you to not let the corners of your mouth turn up, however slightly, at the sight of this rascal.  C’mon, keep looking.

Yep, there it is.

There are benefits to losing one’s memory. Like when you slow-drag step to the kitchen wanting something, you don’t know what, but something that isn’t in your kitchen. You open the fridge, glance over the milk, the cheese, the stuff you already knew was there. Then you open the freezer, out of a need to complete the moot ritual, and to your genuine surprise, you find this!

It is then you remember that you were just at the store three hours ago, you bought this, and it was YOUR OWN HAND that put it in your freezer in anticipation of this very moment.

Don’t forget this week’s 100 Word Challenge!

I don’t think I’ve ever heard commitment described so well as LouCeel does here:

It can be awfully lonely, being on the outside looking in. And as for your fear of ‘getting comfortable’, committing - Have you ever stood on the side of the pool, thinking to yourself “Man that water’s going to be cold” and you hesitated to jump in for fear of the shock to your system? But you got up the courage and jumped in and it wasn’t so bad - the jumping in - and once in, you didn’t want to get out?

That’s what it’s like, committing.

Who doesn’t enjoy the pool once in?  Ok, maybe if there are imported sharks in the water, or there’s an 8 year old with a mischievous gleam in his eye and a yellow watery halo around him.

Image: “Arial of Woman Diving from Diving Board” framed photographic print by Rick Raymond, found at www.art.com

A little video entertainment while I’m busy behind the tarp. (The video takes several seconds to start.)
. At the end, it reads, “Time flies, and we fly with it”

You know those little flaps of lip skin you get in the winter? The ones that when you insist on tugging on them finally come off with a chunk of healthy skin?

So how stupid does it make me that I do this every single day all winter?

Some things you just don’t want to know.

And don’t forget this week’s 100 Word Challenge. It’s not too late and don’t you want the opportunity to pick the next great challenge? Oh, I dunno. 100 Words on Ennui, or 100 Words on Belly Button Lint, or 100 Words on Small Things? It’s up to Larmsterpoet this week, join the challenge here.

Ben and Jerry’s Vermonty Python.

Sleep talking is uniquely entertaining. It’s like hearing one side of a conversation. A dream-scape conversation that ends up sounding slightly psychotic, or drug-induced.

My son talks in his sleep and this morning when I went to his room to wake him up, before I could say a word, he smacked his lips, flopped an arm around and said,

“Oh No.” (pause) “Not another jerk-face”.

What? There was more than one?