Will you shut the dog up, hon? I can’t hear the takeout man!.. That’s better. We really need to thank Hephaestus for that triple muzzle. …OK, we’d like two orders of ambrosia, one nectar and one pomegranate juice. Address? Oh, yeah. The underworld… What do you mean, you don’t deliver to the land of the dead? Your ad says you’ll deliver ANYWHERE!.. Look, I’ll get hubby to write you a pass. And the dog is muzzled, don’t worry about him. Just ignore the ghosts, they won’t bother you unless there’s fresh blood around. OK? Good. <click>
I was on my way to pick it up, I swear, but on our way out the door my husband just HAD to glance over at the new neighbor’s yard (little Miss Gorgon) where she was lying out by the pool even though I’ve warned him time and again NOT to look directly at her. Honestly, the woman just moved in three days ago and 14 men in the neighborhood have already been completely turned to stone. I certainly don’t see the attraction what with all the snakes in her hair, but there’s no accounting for taste I guess.
Now my husband is out in the front yard frozen for all eternity with a big goofy grin on his face. Maybe I can hang bird feeders on him or something. sigh
I seem to have gotten lost–I was following the thread Ariadne gave me, (and doing the “always turn right” trick, just in case), and then this crazy bull-man thing attacked me. Now I’m covered in blood and all turned around. I just hope that thing wasn’t sick, I’d hate to get mad cow’s disease or something.
Add an order of ribs to the phoenix, will ya?
Is it a predator? Is it a scavenger? Does it show significant intelligence?
So anyway, I was at a singles’ party the weekend before last, and I met this lovely girl named Rommie. She said she was more beautiful than someone – I didn’t catch the name, it was all Greek to me. Anyway, she hasn’t returned my calls all week; I hope she didn’t get tied down with something major.