The Eleventh Little Indian Boy

Tuesday, December 16, 2003:

Recent thoughts that bring a smile to my face: Matt Nathanson, intercessory prayer, magic mueslix, Samaritan's Purse, 8 inches of pure mud, cat burrito, holiday cards, and Jerker/Enetri...=)

So I have a question for all you people out there in bloggerville. Gulp....it is a DATING related question.....So if you find yourself out on the town with a special friend (from the straight male perspective) and happen to chance upon a Santa Clause photo opportunity, would you ask your date if she wanted to join you for a picture with St. Nick?

So far....the Capitol has shaken his head, CHKLHG is still sporting a frown, Dolby keeps eating ketchup, and the Fisherman seems hesitant to leave port on this one. Me? I'd be all over it. Two words. Unique and fun.

So ladies and gentlemen....what sayeth you? The question was posed to Snoopy tonight and she agreed that in most cases it would be enjoyable. But, the guy also has to be able to pull it off as well. Hahaha....I'm telling you.... worthy of the playbook!!!!


LIB // 10:15 PM

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Monday, December 15, 2003:

Hahahaha....Poor Mrs. POC....aren't the excretory habits of animals confusing? While getting a good laugh in catching up with the Milbrae files, a similar experience from my recent holiday adventures popped into mind and just had to be shared. The story goes a little something like this......

Approximately two years ago I found myself chilling at home (for the holidays in the dirty south) on a lazy Saturday morning. It had been nearly two days since my plane touched down and my body was still feeling a little bit groggy from the subtle change in time zones. Knowing that my mom had left me a long list of things to pick up while she was out, I quickly dressed myself ( shorts, tshirt, flipflops, backwards cap....hey, it was 75 degrees out in the tail end of December! ) and hopped into the car. Sounds like a typical day right? Hahaha.....I'm not finished yet.

So first off I stopped at Walmart to shop for contact paper. I remember strolling down the aisle looking for something neutral when my spidey sense started going nuts. "What the *%$#@&% is that smell!!!!???? It was very faint, but once you caught a whiff the rank was undeniable. Hahaha.....Disgusting!!! Whoever was here before really needed to take a shower.....and use plenty of soap to boot.

After awhile I found myself at Blockbuster Video looking for a movie called the Pall Bearer....fyi....you gotta see this flick....it's all about Tom Tom and Julie Demarco....anyways....the smell returned. Dang!!! People in this neighborhood must sweat out a certain combination of chemicals or something. Must be the water....it can't be me b/c we have the bottled stuff delivered every week. Just my luck....good thing the end of this stupid list is near.

Finally I was waiting at deli counter in Albertson's for my order of cold cuts and cheese when ....BAM!!!!....Lagasse style....there was the smell again!! Dude, is it me? No man....I shower twice a day. It can't be me. Is it that lady by the eggs? Has to be....she looks like she's been running around in the sun all day. Whewww!!!! Time to go!!!!

Once home, I carefully put away all of my day's purchases and went into my room to change into something more formal b/c we were going to my aunt's house for dinner that night. In the midst of putting on my socks the smell seemed to all of a sudden appear out of nowhere within my room. OK....its gotta be me. Bottom of flip flops? Nope. Armpits of t-shirt? Nope. Draws were clean b/c I pulled them from my bag in the morning. Could it be my shorts? Nope....wait....how come a small portion of the back seat seems a bit darker than the rest of the material? Hmmm...it's kinda rough. *Sniff* AAAAaaauuuuuGGGgghhhh!!!

Somehow, late into the night our family cat had gotten into my bag and decided to relieve himself for reasons that are unsolved to this day. With proper time and temperature the water evaporated, leaving pure concentrated cat urea mingled in with the fibers of my BLACK size XL basketball shorts. Shorts that some 6 hours earlier I had slipped on out of convenience before running errands. Hahaha....so funny b/c I kept questioning the hygiene of random people throughout the day....and it was totally ME!!!

I still love that cat though. When I go home every year he looks me right in the eye with those alien green eyes and simply meows. Hahaha....here I come brother....Cat Burrito!!!
LIB // 6:12 PM

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