Or an alternate title: “My First Deeply Stupid Comment of 2006.”
Yes, I made a mental note of a few firsts this year.
And although I’ve no doubt that I’ll utter many rank stupidities this year, and though the year is still so young, I’m sure that when the Counting of the Idiocies happens at year’s end, THIS one will still be a standout. I almost hesitate to share it, knowing how it calls into question my existence as a human with a HUMAN brain, but it’s just too good ‘n’ stupid.
I should be proud to start the year so strongly. In fact, this makes me WAY ahead of most of you.
Now, we were driving along — as my nephew used to say when he was 5, “going happily along” — and My Beloved and I ended up in a discussion about the movie “Sling Blade.” A great movie, no? We began to recount certain scenes, of course trying to imitate Carl and failing. Then we reached that pivotal scene near the end and the exchange went something like this:
ME: “…. and it always gets me, because then Carl goes after him with …. with …. some kind of blade!”
HE: (after a short silence, then quietly): A sling blade?
Oh, even typing it, I feel myself shrinking and shriveling. The horror, THE HORROR!!
Hmm. Some folks call it a sling blade. I call it a kaiser blade.
Cheer up. Considering how you ended the narrative, my reaction is “Miz Tracie, she well-read.”
Oh. I should have added that it wasn’t a sling blade that Karl killed him with after all. His story about his original murder was with a sling blade. He killed (Roy?) with a lawn mower blade.
Oh, okay, Cullen! I think you’re right.
Guess the whole entry kinda loses it’s oomph, then. Now it’s stupid and oomph-less.
Drat.
Shouldn’t you be grilling a steak, Cullen? 😉
And Dave — “Heart of Darkness,” babeee!
No no. It has oomph. It was the moment.
However, you now have one-up-a-tude on the hubby.
hahahahaha
I got the “oomph” Tracey.
The story is funny AS IS.
Oh, EXCELLENT, Cullen. That’s true.
Bless you.