What Enn Says

This is the inagural post for what will be a regular thread in this blog, that is things that Enn says to me about me, the world, etc.

So lets get to what Enn says, shall we?

As I indulged in some cheese and peanut butter crackers which left me a bit parched, I took a sip of some water. Unfortunately for me, the water went down the wrong pipe and I started to choke and cough. Enn, who had been standing behind me, said with much indignation as I turned towards her, "Why are you coughing at me?"

And that ends our first of what I believe will be a fruitful thread, "What Enn Says".

Why non-Americans think Americans are (fill-in-the-blank)

Suspicious Minds

When one thinks of baby animals, the first thoughts are usually cute in a size-appropriate way and somewhat goofy in an age-appropriate way. In either case, one's image of said baby animal is a picture of naive innocence. Which is why it's so troubling to see these peregrin falcon chicks that were found on the Throgs Neck Bridge:



One almost want to ask, where's the love? They look like they're about ready to rob a bank. Though on second thought, maybe they're just acting like any other New Yorkers by displaying a little "don't f with me" attitude.

Fire!

Not really. Though I did manage to set off the smoke alarm for the very first time today. I guess that's another "first" that I'll never experience again. *sniff*

Note to self -- Remember to use oils with LOW smoking points when making popcorn, or else risk irrevocable damage to one's hearing as one stumbles about trying to find a stool/chair/small child on which to step in order to reach the blaring smoke detector all the while clutching the ass-end of one's Swiffer in order to reach the magic button that will turn off the sodding scream machine.

Though on the bright side, all the adjoining units to mine now know of my existence. Hello neighbors!

Dead or Asleep?

Is it just me or do these pets look like they're not quite alive?

Of course if one is interested in an eternally sleepy friend then I suppose these would make the perfect fur-friend.

My favorite is the King Charles -- cute enough to pass, quiet enough to make one wonder:

Trixx I Played Today

Today Enn and I were talking about -- well, it was more like she was telling me about all the "sad" episodes of comedy sitcoms that really made an impression on her. For example, the episode of "Silver Spoons" when Ricky went on a hunting trip with his grandfather and had to shoot the deer, or the episode of "The Cosby Show" where everyone is fighting but in the end they hugged after gathering around the TV to watch MLK Jr.'s "I have a dream" speech. Then I said, "remember that episode of "The Cosby Show" where Denise finds out she's HIV postitive?" She didn't quite buy that one, esp. since I couldn't keep my face straight. However, I came up with an even better one later on. "Remember when Ethel lost her leg on "I Love Lucy"? "Whot? How?" "In a landmine accident." "Really??? I don't remember that!" ST 1, Enn 0.