August 07, 2004
The kind of story that totally fails to be charming.
I was sitting outside in the sun an hour ago watching the 2-year-old munchkin from downstairs playing with her 4-year-old munchkin cousin. The new cushions for the old wooden lawn furniture arrived today, so Roommate Katie and I enjoyed the luxurious sitting experience while the kids ran around playing with the enormous empty cushion boxes. They climbed inside and said they were going to ship themselves somewhere, they stacked them up to make a clubhouse, and they used them as props for an epic karate demonstration. Eventually the 2-year-old dropped out of the box olympics and sat on Katie's lap, while the older girl continued playing. She positioned the biggest box in front of us, declaring that it was the TV and she was going to put on a show.
We clicked the remote/stick to turn on the TV and she started doing magic tricks for us. She vanished a hypothetical cat. She turned sticks into grass and leaves into empty boxes. She vanished herself right into the box, not to be seen at all. Then she climbed back out of the box, assured us that the box was now the TV again, and told us that there was a girl in it. "Oh?" Katie asked. "What's her name?"
"Isi," the little girl announced, "her name is Isi." We nodded. This wasn't the girl's name, but clearly she was not the one in the box so that made perfect sense. We asked if Isi was going to put on the show now, and were informed that she was not.
"Isi's dead." I stared. "She can't put on a show. She's dead, so she can't be funny."
Posted by dianna at August 7, 2004 01:34 PM
kid logic is the best kind of logic.
She sees dead people (on TV)! Bruce Willis was a ghost the whole time! Arrrrrgh!
Dead people can, indeed, be funny. Stan Laurel and Oliver Hardy, both dead, are still very funny. I find the 4-year-old munchkin's comment to be flawed.
*Finally our philosopher, having defeated the mighty toddler in a fearsome battle of wits, retired to his bedroom and played Doom 3 for the rest of the night.*
See Chris, when you put it like THAT you make my life and mental exertions seem sad and empty.
All right, look, you two. I just got back from seeing Spiderman 2 and I have this to say: if I see any inkling that this mocking is turning Erik into a reclusive (shit) obsessive (shit) type who spends all night working (damnit) on innovative and futuristic projects (crappity crap crap crap) with that mad-science gleam in his eye, I'm going to be very, very angry. I'm going to blame the probable destruction of New York solely on you, Chris, so you just keep that in mind.
I'm also going to kidnap Kirsten Dunst and hold her hostage to get Spider-Man's attention. This plan can't fail, because even if he doesn't come to rescue her or the rest of the world, the important thing is me having Kirsten Dunst tied up and helpless. Rawr.
She killed Isi!!! Beneath the guise of a 4-year-old munchkin lies the bent mind of a serial killer!!!
#1 - *gleam*
#2 - If that whole Kirsten Dunst thing works out, I might suddenly find the desire to drive some home-grown grapes up to Northern California.
#3 - Reclusive-futuro-all-nighter I'll buy, but obsessive? C'mon! You're going to have me worrying about that designation all day!
Kirsten Dunst? Ew. Too vapid.
Fine, more for me!
Have you seen Drop Dead Gorgeous? She's so cute with a Minnesota accent that it should be illegal. Part of my scheme involves forcing her to talk like that all the time.
i saw part of jumanji recently and was delighted to see her so young and in pigtails.
and if I were to make that comment, i'd be yelled at.
Why in the goddamn hell do people keep necro-ing this post to put spam in it?! Knock it off already! Much like Isi, this blog post is dead!
Quick poll: who thinks of what when they see the word "soma"? Please check one:
[ ] the Strokes song
[ ] the Smashing Pumpkins song
[ ] Hindu mythology
[ ] an area of San Francisco
[ ] some damn drug that people keep trying to advertise around here