the smell of animals is in the air.
Hello! Today, I saw Michy. Need I say more? I was so happy to see her. I realized that everything I've been up to seemed so important to tell her up until I actually saw her. At that moment, I realized it was all irrelevant. All i wanted to know and for her to know was whether we were happy or not and why. I was simply so happy to be around her again. All my pointless stories meant nothing. So we ate at PF Changs for lunch, mmmm good. Then headed over to the zoo where it was practically empty and we walked around as if we owned the place. It really was a great time. I quite enjoyed it.
My dog is barking and it's giving me a head ache. He barks in such a way that everytime he lets it go, you feel as if your ears are being blown up from the inside.
Anyway, I was reading this book by David Sedaris called Naked. It's hilarious and I'd like to read an exert to you guys. If you don't think it's funny, then you lack imagination all together and I therefore, pity you. kidding...anyway, here it is.
When the teacher asked if she might visit with my mother, I touched my nose eight times to the surface of my desk.
"May I take that. as a 'yes'?" she asked.
According to her calculations, I had left my chair twenty-eight times that day. "You're up and down like a flea. I turn my back for two mintues and there you are with your tongue pressed against that light switch. Maybe they do that where you come from, but here in my classroom we don't leave our seats and lick things whenever we please. That is Miss Chestnut's light switch, and she likes to keep it dry. Would you like me to come over to your house and put my tongue on your light switches? Well, you you?"
I tried to picture her in action, but my shoe was calling. 'Take me off,' it whispered. 'Tap my heel against your forehead three times. Do it now, quick, no one will notice.'
I slipped off my shoe, pretending to examine the imprint on the heel.
"You're going to hit yourself over the head with that shoe, aren't you?"
It wasn't "hitting," it was tapping; but still, how had she known what I was about to do?
Hope you enjoyed, you'll love this book, but don't take my word for it, go to your local library and check out Naked by David Sedaris. it's a smash. sounds like reading rainbow, doesn't it?
au revoir!
My dog is barking and it's giving me a head ache. He barks in such a way that everytime he lets it go, you feel as if your ears are being blown up from the inside.
Anyway, I was reading this book by David Sedaris called Naked. It's hilarious and I'd like to read an exert to you guys. If you don't think it's funny, then you lack imagination all together and I therefore, pity you. kidding...anyway, here it is.
When the teacher asked if she might visit with my mother, I touched my nose eight times to the surface of my desk.
"May I take that. as a 'yes'?" she asked.
According to her calculations, I had left my chair twenty-eight times that day. "You're up and down like a flea. I turn my back for two mintues and there you are with your tongue pressed against that light switch. Maybe they do that where you come from, but here in my classroom we don't leave our seats and lick things whenever we please. That is Miss Chestnut's light switch, and she likes to keep it dry. Would you like me to come over to your house and put my tongue on your light switches? Well, you you?"
I tried to picture her in action, but my shoe was calling. 'Take me off,' it whispered. 'Tap my heel against your forehead three times. Do it now, quick, no one will notice.'
I slipped off my shoe, pretending to examine the imprint on the heel.
"You're going to hit yourself over the head with that shoe, aren't you?"
It wasn't "hitting," it was tapping; but still, how had she known what I was about to do?
Hope you enjoyed, you'll love this book, but don't take my word for it, go to your local library and check out Naked by David Sedaris. it's a smash. sounds like reading rainbow, doesn't it?
au revoir!