a revelation!
So I was pulling the milk out of the refrigerator to fix myself a bowl of Berry Berry Kix for dinner when I got distracted by something or another. Absent-minded-ly, I went to put the milk on the counter top, but apparently I missed because the next thing I know, there's a clunk and I'm standing in a swiftly growing puddle of milk. After the initial dive to save what little milk had not yet spilled out of the carton, the first thought that popped to mind was that now would have been the perfect time to make a "spilt milk" joke if only (a) I could think of one and (b) there were somebody around to be tormented by it appreciate it.
The next thought that popped to mind as I attempted to reach for the paper towels without moving my feet and thus spreading the puddle of milk even more (and utterly failing) was, "Ha, it's like a milk bath for my feet! Huh. I wonder if that's good for your skin or if it's only buttermilk? Maybe it only works on pigs. Or maybe Charlotte's Web just completely made that up..."
And then it hit me like a bolt of lightning--a revelation that has somehow eluded me these past fifteen-odd years: Charlotte's Web has got just about the most ridiculous premise of any story I've ever read, seen, or heard of. I mean, how stupid were those farmers that they couldn't differentiate between an extraordinary spider and an extraordinary pig? Seriously. Who sees a spiderweb with words on it and thinks, "Wow! What an awesome pig!!"? Really.
I've also decided that Templeton is my favorite character in that thing--he's so mercenary! It's hilarious! :)