I was thinking about how Cookie Monster has always struck me as a tragic figure. Like Tantalus, who could never quite reach the grapes or the water to satisfy his hunger and thirst, here was a creature with an insatiable appetite for cookies, but no throat to swallow them. All he could do was smash cookies into his mouth and helplessly watch the crumbs fall out everywhere because he couldn't swallow them. Thank you Jim Henson for teaching me the futility of pursuing happiness at such a young age.
There was a huge, 747 sized hornet looking thing flying around the living room earlier. Having no insecticide spray, I instead sprayed it liberally with Lysol Disinfectant cleaner. Christ, I hope it dies, few things in life offend my senses more than a huge insect of any kind.
Toga Party/Slave Auction at the goth club tonight...should be interesting.
There was a huge, 747 sized hornet looking thing flying around the living room earlier. Having no insecticide spray, I instead sprayed it liberally with Lysol Disinfectant cleaner. Christ, I hope it dies, few things in life offend my senses more than a huge insect of any kind.
Toga Party/Slave Auction at the goth club tonight...should be interesting.