Wednesday, June 16, 2010
Don't You Know There's a War On?
I sat on the can reading an ancient Erma Bombeck that I picked up the Friends of Library book sale the other day and laughed so hard that the kid sprawled across my bed watching some Disney Channel something or other called in to make sure I wasn't finally melting down to nothing. It's not like they're waiting for me to finally once and for all lose it, but let's just say a few days after such an event, one of them would say "Well, that was bound to happen sooner or later, wasn't it?" To which they'd all self-consciously agree no doubt.
"Laughing or crying?"
"Laughing!" I wiped the tears from my eyes and tried to go back to reading. Too difficult. I'd reached the laughter point of no return. You know the one? Can't stop long enough to focus.
I put the book down, finished my business and stood staring at my blotchy face in the mirror. While I washed my hands, I realized that by not really writing much about MathMan, I'm missing out on a lot of material. Sure you may think I write a lot about him, but oh baby, I barely scratch the surface. And it's not bad stuff. It's funny stuff. The man is full of delightful one liners and spoonerisms, and what's more, he's a constant source of physical comedy.
Don't judge. It wouldn't exactly be like I'm picking on him. Besides, like he's always telling me, he chooses to be here. It's not like the madness is news to him.
Now if you'll excuse me, there's a cat on my lap who keeps trying to scratch behind her head without falling off. I guess that's my cue to start picking fleas. Good thing I've grown out my talons again.
So tell me, what have you missed out on lately?