Delight

Every once in a while, I see something that truly delights me, makes me glad to be alive. I love that. I've been meaning to share a recent case of that.

I was driving home from work recently and I was on Clairmont Rd. near campus when all of a sudden traffic came to a standstill. I hit the breaks and looked to see... what was wrong?

And there, in the middle of the road, stood four Canadian geese, taking their own sweet time.

I don't know why, but that absolutely delighted me.

Still not king.

This weekend I got to go to Chattanooga to hang out with tenn_crichton, whiskey_man, and still LJ-less even though I've offered them codes Jonathan and Shannon. I introduced Jonathan and Shannon to the inspired insanity that is the Secret Diaries and then we all went out for kareoke.

The only way I can carry a tune is if you put it in a box and hand it to me, but the one song I will always happily do at kareoke is "Baby Got Back." It doesn't actually require you to sing, and everyone's going to shout it along with you anyway. So that was fun despite being a beat behind for most of the song. tenn_crichton persuaded me to sing with him by dangling the ultimate bait -- Johnny Cash. We sang "A Boy Named Sue." "My name is Sue!! How do you do!! You're gonna diiiiiie!!!!" whiskey_man did "Mack the Knife" and "What a Wonderful World" and is quite the good singer.

Oh, somewhere in the middle of this I drank almost an entire bottle of coconut rum. It seemed like a good idea at the time. This led to incoherent LJ posting and at least one proposal of marriage to a total stranger. *waves to idioticpoet*

Woke up in the morning still drunk; halfway through breakfast I realized I had the mother of all hangovers. My liver and my stomach have started a petition to get me to swear off booze for the foreseeable future. But no matter; we managed a few rousing hands of "Before I Kill You, Mr. Bond," which led to much eeevil cackling ("Muahahahahaha!!"), blowing up each other's lairs, and raising our glasses (I just had Coke, I swear) every time the Tasty Fruit card was played. "Before I kill you, Mr. Bond... Wait!! What's that music?... ICE CREAM!!!"

Oh, and Shannon and Jonathan gave me a Furby since their adorable daughter Angel isn't quite old enough for it yet. I'm going to use it to freak out the cats.

Thanks for having me, guys! Happy packing!

I believe I shall now be a brat.

Would you believe that I'm actually considering going to see Gigli just to point and laugh?

Then again, it would be much wiser to wait till it comes to home video so I can invite you guys to join me in pointing and laughing without pissing off anyone who actually might be attempting to watch it. And at the rate it's going, it should be out of the theaters and on video in about three weeks.

Then again, tall_man says statistically an average of only about ten people were in each showing, so I suppose a bunch of us could take over a theater and invite anyone who's actually showed up to watch to join us in throwing popcorn at the screen.