You’re serving me spolied food, Mom!?

While growing up my Dad had a favorite side dish that my Mom made. I think many Americans call this cheesy potato casserole or something, but my parents opted for the more “eloquent” name, “potatoes au gratin.” The problem was, they didn’t quite have the French flair needed to pronounce it eloquently so it sounded something like “potatoes a-grottin.” To my inexperienced 3 or 4-year old ears, it sounded like they were saying “potatoes egg-rotten!” LOL.

Indeed, when my Mom was about to make it for the first time since I went off baby food, I thought she was planning to serve me a concoction of rotten eggs mixed with potatoes that for some reason my Dad loved. I was terrified and whined in protest. There was no way I was eating that! My father was not aware of my silly misunderstanding said to me enthusiastically, “oh, you will LOVE it!” Noooooooooo! I won’t eat it!

In the end I think my Mom ended up making something else! I hope that wasn't because of me, because otherwise...Sorry, Dad! Needless to say I finally did try it at a later time and it was crazy delicious. It became one of my favorites too!

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Oh no... I STINK!!

After hearing a friend's story about sitting next to a stinky person on the train, memories of a similar experience came flooding back. This happened in my London days, while riding the tube one morning on my way to work. After taking a seat, I smelled the most disgusting, most awful human body stink ever. It was SO strong that I thought it was coming from ME. I thought maybe I screwed up and put on a filthy, fermented, un-laundered shirt without realising it. I couldn't understand how I could have made such a serious mistake, nor how I didn't notice sooner, but I also couldn't see how the stink could be so strong if it was coming from somewhere else other than my own body. The train was packed with other "professionals" on their way to work and I became really embarrassed and self-conscious.

 

I knew I couldn't go to the office like that, so I made up my mind to get off the train at the next stop and go back home to change clothes. At the stop where I planned to get off, a homeless dude nearby me got off the train first and the stink went away! I was completely shocked that such a powerful stench was emanating from someone several feet away, but I was SO RELIEVED that it wasn't me that I started laughing out loud. ^_^

"I've got Beaver Fever!"

This is the Quote of the week! While I was getting my hair cut yesterday evening, a pre-teen girl was talking to her hair stylist about going to see the new Justin Bieber movie (Yes, I know, but this isn't the funny part!). During the few seconds when the shop just happened to temporarily become very quiet, she shouted, "I've got Beaver Fever!" Everyone in the place laughed for half an hour! My haircut took extra long because of all the laughing. LOL!

To make this post complete, I found this image on Photoshop-master RezWolf's DeviantArt page. Nice work RezWolf-- exactly what I was picturing in mind (*shudder*)!

Pizza Slap!

As crazy as this looks, I actually saw it happen right before my eyes! It had to be one of the craziest displays of drunken, disorderly conduct I've ever seen. Oddly enough, the two guys involved in this incident are close friends. Both had been drinking continuously throughout a full afternoon and evening, and that's obviously was served as the fuel for this 'brotherly' interaction.

Initially, I was so shocked that I didn't know what to do other than stand there staring in disbelief. A few minutes later, however, I relayed the story to a friend who, upon returning from the washroom, saw only the aftermath of the incident. It was then that I found myself laughing hysterically about it for lack of any other appropriate reaction. I am just thankful these guys are not my friends.

When I recalled this incident recently, I was compelled to capture the event in an extremely crude and ugly four-panel Photoshop comic. I hope my readers can share in my amusement over in this craziness.

Awww...! What happened to your face!?

When I was about 4 or 5 years old, one of my favourite and surely most irritating pass-times was climbing my parents' living room cabinet and pulling the knobs off of my Dad's stereo system. Despite being scolded and punished for doing this many times, I was evidently quite driven in my pursuit of this activity.

One day when my Mom noticed that it was "too quiet in the house," she decided to check on me and found me with the knobs in my hands and an "oh no, I'm busted" look on my face. Frustrated that I wasn't learning my lesson, she told me to go sit in my bedroom, facing the corner, and she gave a slight push in the direction of my room. Right at that moment I tripped over my own feet, fell down and hit my cheek on the carpeting, resulting in a small rug-burn on my face.

Now, in order to finish this story, it's important to note that my father never notices anything. Even if one day the sky turned from blue to dark red, he wouldn't notice that anything had changed. Keeping that in mind, it's amusing that when my Dad came home from work, hours after my fall, the first thing he said was, "Awww...! What happened to your face!?" with a look of genuine parental concern. Since apparently I was eager for retribution, I answered, "Mom threw me into the wall!"

I think my dad believed me for about 5 seconds until he heard about my attack on his stereo system. LOL!

I sing songs about my cat.

Zoie-chan

No, I'm not embarrassed to admit it.
These lyrics need to be sung to the tune of the original Spiderman cartoon series' theme song.

Zoie-chan, Zoie-chan,
Does whatever a kitty can.
Takes a nap, anywhere,
Loafing on the easy-chair.
Look out! Here comes the Zoie-chan.