August 04, 2004
me me me
My friend Mr.Sprinkles says, "Moo, moo, moo. Moo-moo-moo, moo-moo-moo, moo." Mr.Sprinkles is not a cow; he is an irascible punk. He says his moo monologue when people are particularly irritating. It seems to be said to people who walk slowly, people who don't get it, people who drive minivans badly, and when certain people in his life annoy him. (He doesn't say that to me when I annoy him. He says, "Blah blah blah bitch." And when he annoys me I say, "La la la, fuck you." There's a little tune with mine.)
Mr.Sprinkles would have had account to alter his "moo" song to a "me" song. I went out for coffee with CoolCat today. While I did allow him some time to talk about himself, I jabbered quite endlessly about, guess what, me! I suppose I'd have liked to have learned more about him, like the name of his daughter, but when a person is as amazing as I am, well, who really cares? It's always about me. Maybe I'll give it another try.
CoolCat is a fancy writer. I read stuff about him in true stalker style and discovered that people think he's just fabu! He's also researched cats for psychology purposes (v. difficult to not make puns) and he once had a beard! He wrote a historical fiction novel featuring the fabulous John Paul Jones.
Now here's an interesting fact: American Ambassador Horace Porter began a systematic search for it in 1899. The burial place and Jones' body was discovered in April 1905. President Theodore Roosevelt sent four cruisers to bring it back to the U.S., and these ships were escorted up the Chesapeake Bay by seven battleships. (from the navy's website)
I must say that Mr. Jones must have had a very large body if it took four cruisers to bring him back.
Oooooo maybe he's Gulliver! That would mean that CoolCat has written Gulliver's Travels!
He _is_ a fancy writer.
If only I'd listened instead of talking. If only.
Posted by dotty at August 4, 2004 11:59 PM