pluto
07-28-2000, 05:22 PM
No, pluto has not taken up with a Philistine woman. That was just a ploy to get you to open this thread. Actually that's not a bad idea, though. Any interested applicants (Philistine or otherwise) please send an e-mail describing your ... OW! No, dear, I'm not posting anything I shouldn't! I'm just answering General Questions. OW! No, I'm not reading that silly "psychic orgasms" thread again! And it would hardly be the thousandth time anyway! OW! No, I am not downloading any more pictures of Shayna!
Where was I? Oh yes, pluto is not taking up with any new Philistines at this time. He has more than he needs already.
But, like the biblical Sampson, I have cut my hair short and, eerily, I haven't been worth a tinker's dam since then. Perhaps my mother made a vow when I was a child and I unwittingly violated same when I shaved my head. It is growing back slowly (I am now approaching the "fuzzy" stage) and, as my strength returns, I thought I'd share a few utterly mundane thoughts.
1. Don't you hate the four ring limit that answering machines impose? When we first got an answering machine years ago I remember thinking I'd never have to run for the phone again. But now, instead of the six to ten rings that I was used to, I get four rings, max, to get there. And it used to be the phone was always in the same place. Now it's wherever whoever used it last left it. (Usually in my daughter's room, never in the kitchen where it's supposed to be.)
2. I am in violation of the King County Library borrowing policies by checking out the complete works of Eve Golden and never returning them. I read Platinum Girl and thoroughly enjoyed it but I've only just started the Theda Bara bio and Anna Held has been gathering dust at the bottom of the pile. I will have to put a concerted effort into finding more free time for reading before the library police come knocking at my door.
3. Speaking of Sampson, he reminds me of the coyote in the roadrunner cartoons. You know how he always runs off the cliff and stands there in mid-air because he hasn't yet realized he's supposed to fall? Then he looks down and ...! I always felt Sampson violated whatever vows he took as soon as he started carrying on with Delilah, but he never realized what he'd done until his hair was cut. And what kind of woman did he suppose he'd taken up with when she tried to turn him over to the Philistines time after time? Like the coyote, he just didn't know when to give up.
4. I've tried to convince Mrs. Pluto that my new haircut makes me look like Jean-Luc Picard, but she's not buying it. Instead of following the captain's orders the makes disparaging remarks about the captain's physical appearance and general thinking capacity. ("Make it so, Number One!" "Make it yourself, Curly!") I'm thinking of writing to Star Fleet for a new Executive Officer. Maybe Counselor Troi is ... OW!
I gotta go!
Where was I? Oh yes, pluto is not taking up with any new Philistines at this time. He has more than he needs already.
But, like the biblical Sampson, I have cut my hair short and, eerily, I haven't been worth a tinker's dam since then. Perhaps my mother made a vow when I was a child and I unwittingly violated same when I shaved my head. It is growing back slowly (I am now approaching the "fuzzy" stage) and, as my strength returns, I thought I'd share a few utterly mundane thoughts.
1. Don't you hate the four ring limit that answering machines impose? When we first got an answering machine years ago I remember thinking I'd never have to run for the phone again. But now, instead of the six to ten rings that I was used to, I get four rings, max, to get there. And it used to be the phone was always in the same place. Now it's wherever whoever used it last left it. (Usually in my daughter's room, never in the kitchen where it's supposed to be.)
2. I am in violation of the King County Library borrowing policies by checking out the complete works of Eve Golden and never returning them. I read Platinum Girl and thoroughly enjoyed it but I've only just started the Theda Bara bio and Anna Held has been gathering dust at the bottom of the pile. I will have to put a concerted effort into finding more free time for reading before the library police come knocking at my door.
3. Speaking of Sampson, he reminds me of the coyote in the roadrunner cartoons. You know how he always runs off the cliff and stands there in mid-air because he hasn't yet realized he's supposed to fall? Then he looks down and ...! I always felt Sampson violated whatever vows he took as soon as he started carrying on with Delilah, but he never realized what he'd done until his hair was cut. And what kind of woman did he suppose he'd taken up with when she tried to turn him over to the Philistines time after time? Like the coyote, he just didn't know when to give up.
4. I've tried to convince Mrs. Pluto that my new haircut makes me look like Jean-Luc Picard, but she's not buying it. Instead of following the captain's orders the makes disparaging remarks about the captain's physical appearance and general thinking capacity. ("Make it so, Number One!" "Make it yourself, Curly!") I'm thinking of writing to Star Fleet for a new Executive Officer. Maybe Counselor Troi is ... OW!
I gotta go!