(Letter de Leo Reynolds)
If you’re wondering how the weekend is going, let me tell you…it is soooo peaceful here. That’s all I’ll say in fear of jinxing myself as I have yet another night during which hopefully no one decides to cry out (b/c you know, if one cries in the middle of the night, they’re all going to let loose). E phoned and inquired if Gab had asked about him any. One time this morning, she went to the air vent in the hallway, got down on all fours, stuck her face to it and called, “Dada? Dada?” “No, honey, Daddy’s not in the ventilation system. He’s in Florida.”
Back to our regularly scheduled programming.
- Kaleidoscopes - I loved these as a kid. When in the toy section of any store (remember, i’m from podunkville…there was no such thing as a store full ‘o toys i.e. toy store…mygod, my head would have exploded had i gone to a bonafide toy store as a child), I spent my entire time milling through the kaleidoscopes, shoving each and every one up to my eye and swirling it around. As much as I loved them, though, I don’t think I ever owned one. I’ve bought a few for Gav here and there as he, too, fancies them. If I were to start hoarding collecting anything, I’d like to collect kaleidoscopes.
- Koala bears, specifically of the plastic eyed/filled with polyblend stuffing variety- Either here in broad daylight and/or in the shady confines of the comment section, wrekehavoc and I discovered our equal compassion for koala bear stuffed animals when we were young lassies. My koala bear was my favorite stuffed animal. I can vividly remember tapping on his shiny black plastic nose and carrying him around until his fur was all sticky and matted. While wrekehavoc (or freakhavoc more like it ::wink wink:
called one of hers ‘Doctor Nostradamus,’ I don’t recall having a name for mine.
- I realize actual koala bears are pretty nasty creatures, prone to outbreaks of chlamydia and whatever other venereal disease blows their way. Why I chose this lazy, tiny brained creature as my favorite is beyond me. Precious, cuddly, burns when you pee koala bear
- Kookaburra - I just like that word. Kookaburra. Kookaburra hootenanny. (i am so easily entertained…won’t you come join me?)
6 responses so far ↓
wrekehavoc // April 13, 2008 at 5:29 am
freakhavoc. heehee. love it.
bipolarlawyercook // April 13, 2008 at 8:21 am
They have a kookaburra at the Franklin Park Zoo here in Boston, and I totally love him.
Mary Lynn Kitaura // April 13, 2008 at 10:35 am
“There’s a kookaburra hootenanny in the gazebo with the bric-a-brac.”
Now THAT’s a fun sentence.
wrekehavoc // April 13, 2008 at 1:10 pm
oh. and i failed to mention. my new neighbor is a very, very sweet lady from australia and her family. we tried to make them feel welcome here; and among the many, many gifts she’s generously given us in return, she gave my kids a canned koala and a canned kookaburra:
http://about-australia-shop.com/product_info.php/products_id/919
nothing says i love you like a bird in a tin
grandy // April 14, 2008 at 10:52 pm
Kalaidascopes…the toy invented by and for people on crack (of any consistency).
onthecurb // April 16, 2008 at 8:48 pm
Glad you like ‘freakhavoc’…maybe we should make it ‘frekehavoc’ just to keep things in line. Feel free to make that your alter ego.
Oh, canned koalas AND kookaburras? Tomorrow, I’ll post your grocery list.
Bric-a-brac…that’s a fun one to say, also. I imagine the kookaburra hootenanny in the gazebo would be quite noisy.
blc: Our lousy birmingham zoo is lacking in the kookaburra department. Have you actually heard the little fellow “laugh”?
Grandy: You know with a name like mine I HAVE to be into all things groovy and acid-trippy.
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