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| TOM: [thoughtlessly humming theme from Indiana Jones] Dun dun dun DUN. I'll riiiise. Dun dun dun DUN. But I won't shi-i-ine! Dun dun dun dun, dun dun DUN. [etc.] LAURA: I like unicorns. They're really neat. They have one horn and they're made out of meat. |
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Had to take the junior kid to the orthodontist this morning (yesterday, actually) during rush hour on slick roads overflowing thick with idiot. Before we left, I had a miserable image in my head of small wildlife going under car wheels. I'd been up since 5 and had finished a pot of coffee but wasn't altogether sure I was awake enough to drive safely. Reminded myself to put extra effort into not killing anybody or anything today. Sure wish everyone who drives would repeat that as their mantra.
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| DAX: [voice growing in intensity and volume] I apologize, sir, for not telling you sooner that you're a degenerate, sadistic old man. And you can go to hell before I apologize to you now or ever again! LAURA: [hissing] Your line is supposed to be "I didn't know Shakespeare had a sister." DAX: [whispering] Oh, yeah... The blue roses play, right. |
As though I foresaw or maybe even willed such a thing to happen, half a mile from the ortho, I saw a squirrel go under the SUV in front of us. I cussed* louder than such a minor tragedy warrants, probably, but due to my earlier vision, it felt like an ill omen. I'm not superstitious but I feel I should change my username to something that doesn't die in mass numbers every spring, something just as noisome and ubiquitous but seemingly in never-ending supply and impossible to kill. Like "Parental Negligence" or "It's a Socialist Plot" or "Single Issue Voter". Maybe "MCU Phase ∞".
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AMANDA: All my gentlemen callers were sons of planters and so of course I assumed I would be married to one... JACK: Objection, your honor! [coat sleeve knocks horsey off shelf] Oopsies! AMANDA: EEEYAUUGH! LAURA: My little pony! TWILIGHT SPARKLE: I cannot rise! I dare not ask for mercy–– It is too late, he drags me down; I sink, I sink, — my soul is lost forever! –- Oh! –- Oh! |
I was going to write a different post entirely, but witnessing the death of a squirrel chased even the ghost of it from my brain. What I really should have said was "GOOD MORNING." Just that. Or nothing. And then a picture of something cute like a coati or quokka. People love quokkas. Even Polly wants one. I just hate stub posts and always will.
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| No lie. It really is one of my favorite plays. My reverence is obvious. |
For what it's worth, I'm sorry.
* What I actually said was, "BLAGEUR!" and I don't know why (I tend to motormouth stream-of-conscious jabber whilst behind the wheel to stay awake when I'm tired. Comes off like a Billy Burroughs heroin addict routine really). It's not a nice word but hardly a cuss. "Baise-moi!" would have been a much better option, wouldn't you agree?
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