The Two Month Itch...

Look at me!! Back into the blogosphere. I think went into limbo cause I can't do this at work, where all my best ideas come to me. But the Surf Control was lifted for some system training and never descended. Hopfully it will continue to be overlooked.
Anyway, what's new with me? Not much. I'm a scientologist now. My car broke down on Lincoln Avenue right in front of the Scientologist Recruitment Center there and they were nice enough to let me use their phone. Something about being a good samaritan and them being the most important part of the future of the human race....anyway, I bought a black turtleneck and adopted a false sense of superiority and here I am.
I also got a new showerhead. That was a big step. It's the kind that detaches and makes an excellent microphone.
Ok, so starting monday, when awesome things cross my mind, they will be here. Unless I am surf controlled again, in which case I will have to write things down.

The Very First Thanksgiving

I thought it might be fun to spice up the same old Munley Family Thanksgiving dinner by playing a little dress-up.
I also thought Buddy and I could re-enact the first Thanksgiving. I mean all he had to do was show up. I played Pocahontas, who probably did all the work anyway.
Well, we tried but the whole scene went straight to hell cause I'm pretty sure Pocahontas didn't get drunk on Spanish Wine and the pilgrims probably didn't retreat to a corner to chew on an old sock. Sometimes Buddy is useless. Usually when we do scene studies together he's totally the leader. A visionary even. Like that one time we re-enacted one of the Legolas vs. Orcs scenes from Lord of the Rings in the backyard; we were right in the middle and he chased a squirrel into the bushes. Or so I thought. I had to eat my words when it was revealed he was just taking a little artistic liberties and portraying, symbolically, the Orc overcoming his own fear of mortality. I guess I maybe I didn't get it cause Legolas is an elf and I think they live forever, unless murdered. Plus it would have been much more obvious had he not stopped for a twosie by the magnolia tree.
So I wouldn't exactly say Buddy "ruined" thanksgiving, but he defintely didn't add to the enjoyment.