When I was talking about the stuff I found in my filing cabinet that made me laugh, I forgot the one that makes me laugh for no apparent reason. I saw it in Kymm’s forum almost two years ago, and printed it out. I’m going to just type it in here instead of going to look for the message and linking to it. The thread was about strange dreams, and the part of the message that made me laugh is this:

Had a strange dream the other night. I was cleaning the office at home and found a ream of printed out email messages in the recycling bin. Reading them, I foudn they were hardcopy of email messages our cat Finnegan had been sending to cats at his former place of residence. It turned out he had been raised in a California laboratory and had a scientifically enhanced intellect. Finnegan was fully capable of using our computer, although as he put it in one of his messages, "It takes some effort to manipulate the mouse." He said in his messages that he was enjoying living in Canada and was quite happy with his new humans. "I am residing with three other cats. Abby and Megan are normal females, who can have a temper if pressed too hard. Sam, I fear, is quite gay. I come to this conclusion by the fact that he keeps jumping on me and trying to bite the nape of my neck. Still, all in all, a right old fellow.

Know what made me laugh so hard I cried, and even now when I think about it, I grin and giggle involuntarily? The idea of a cat using the word "manipulate." I’m sitting here laughing my ass off, just typing it! I have no problem, apparently, with the cat having an enhanced intellect, or sneaking about to use the computer. But having to make some effort to manipulate the mouse?

That’s fucking comic gold, right there.

I’ve been meaning to mention this all week – I taped The Vagina Monologues off HBO several weeks ago, and one day last week I finally sat down to watch it. If you haven’t seen it, you have to, especially if you’re a woman. I was laughing my ass off one moment and crying the next.

Sounds like a generic movie review, doesn’t it? "I laughed! I cried! I wondered if it was almost time for lunch!"

Honestly, though, it was way better than I was expecting. Usually when there’s a big buzz about a particular movie, I get all hyped to watch it, and then it ends up sucking in a big, bad way (I’d offer an example, but my mind is blank). It’s not out on dvd or video yet, but when it is, you can believe I’ll be first in line to buy it.

And speaking of movies, we watched Silent Bob and Jay Strike Back last week, and it was pretty damn funny. I’ve loved some of Kevin Smith’s movies (Clerks, Dogma) and not cared for others (Chasing Amy) and even missed one (Mallrats), but I’m giving Silent Bob and Jay two thumbs up. There were so many inside jokes that if you blinked you’d miss one, and the scene with Ben Affleck and Matt Damon shooting Good Will Hunting 2 was about the funniest thing I’ve seen in a while.

I always say that everything’s the funniest thing I’ve seen in a while, don’t I? Well, shut up. It was funny!

So, if you have pedestrian, lowbrow tastes like mine, you’ll love it, too.

On Survivor last night, as Sarah was being all sorts of annoying, I finally realized who she reminded me of: Lindsey from Survivor: Africa. Only, I couldn’t remember her name, so I said to Fred, "She looks JUST like the chick from Africa… what’s her name? You know, I’m a STRONG woman! Wahhhh!", and I made a big, exaggerated crybaby face.

He knew who I meant right away, and agreed on the resemblance.

As always, it’s taking me some time to figure out who’s on which team, and as for the team names, they might as well not even exist, because I can’t remember them for the life of me, despite the fact that they flash the team names 45,000 times during each show.

By the time I figure out who’s on what team and who I like (though I’ll state unequivocally right here: Hunter? Love him.), it’ll be time for the merge.

I’m liking the island scenery (and the Hunter scenery!) an awful lot.

Friday Five:

1. What makes you homesick? Watching ocean scenery, actually. I don’t get seriously homesick, though, I never have.

2. Where is “home” for you? Is it where you are living now, or somewhere else (ie: Mom & Dad’s house, particular state/city)? I consider where I am to be home, but I also consider Maine to be home as well, though I’ve noticed the last few times I went to Maine in the summer, my parents’ house didn’t feel as homey to me as it used to.

3. What makes it home for you? People? Things? People (Spud and Fred), and the cats (specifically Miz Poo). Anything else – even the computer, if necessary – I could live without.

4. Where is the furthest you’ve been from home, miles-wise? We lived in Guam for two years when I was in second and third grade, which is about as far from Maine as you can get. Other than that, I visited California a couple of times when the spud was very little and I was still married to the ex.

5. What are your plans for this weekend? A little cleaning, a little napping, and hopefully I’ll get my damn Gladiolus bulbs planted. Oh, and the spud has an eye appointment Saturday afternoon – she’s been having some trouble seeing the chalkboard at school, and I’m pretty sure she’s going to need glasses. Is it a coincidence that her eyesight is getting worse just as she’s getting into reading in a big way?

Y’all have a good weekend! 🙂