So here I am in Florida with OuchyKim! We went to Lion Country Safari yesterday. We saw lions and water buffalo and a variety of other delights. We're working on a list of what each animal would say. In Finding Nemo the sea gulls say, "Mine!" and the crabs say, "Hey hey hey hey." We both were watching the ostrich standing next to our car. He was squinting into the sun. OuchyKim said, "What would the ostrich say?"
We looked at each other, and at the very same moment (oh my God!) said, "What." So now that ostriches say, "What." You can say it almost any way you want. It can mean lots of things. It's dandy. The turtles and tortoises say, "I see," in a professorial manner. Preferably a British professor. I shall include the list if you are very well behaved. If you are not, well, you just might lose out.
When we got to the park the woman behind the drive up and pay booth said, "Have you been here before?" We said no. She practically hooted. She didn't tell us why, even when we asked.
I suspect it was that the hurricane had ripped up lots and lots of the plantings. It blew away the butterfly enclosure. I told OuchyKim that if you have a butterfly you should set it free...then we both started laughing like crazy people and saying, "What?! What?!" We like ostriches.
This morning Allison woke me up after I was talking in my sleep. She heard me say, "Three four, frog." She told me that I sounded like a rapper. Yo. She woke me up very gently, "Fred?" I was lying there with my eyes closed.
"Did I talk in my sleep?"
"Yes."
Then we started laughing. "What did you say?"
"I said 'Fuck the fuck off.' I was dreaming that I was in a wheelchair and my family was pointing at me as if I couldn't hear them. Pointing to my hands and then holding up theirs and saying, "Hers will be as deformed as ours pretty soon. See how discolored her face is? It's all mottled." They said lots of that. So I had to tell them what to do with themselves, didn't I?
I suppose it's good to get things like that out of my system before I go out in public. I think I'm already resentful that people talk to me instead of her when she's in her wheelchair. I try to tip my head in her direction to say, "Hey, don't talk to me. I'm the motor 'round these parts not the brains." I wonder what I do when I meet someone in a wheelchair. I think I try to look at them. Maybe it's easier with OuchyKim since she's only 4' 11". I thought she was three inches taller. But she isn't. So it's kind of normal for her to be at that height. Tee hee. Short little lady.
On the plane to West Palm Beach I sat between OuchyKim and a fellow with a very strange name. I am reluctant to share his real name here, as I very rarely use real names. So I'm going to call this guy Dick. That will be semi-equivilent to his real name. And I will give him the last name of Longfellow. Which would be a rough equivilent to his real last name. So Dick Longfellow sat next to us on the plane. He was very funny. He was coming back from a wintry state to fix his house after a hurricane. His family is staying in the north for the winter while the house gets repaired.
At the baggage claim we said goodbye to Dick Longfellow and went to get our rental car. It is phat. Does anyone say that word anymore? No. Not except me.
We've got a Lincoln Town Car. I have never driven a car with so many buttons. Buttons buttons who has the buttons? Me! I has them! They're pretty. Beautiful buttons.