Just Like Crosstown Traffic

Is it just me, or does the guy wearing the hat look like he has to pee? I guess that could be a drawback if we all rode broomsticks ala Harry Potter style.

Of course there are at least a dozen other things that could really suck about having to fly on a broomstick too. Like freezing your ass off in the winter, the possibility of being struck by lightning, bugs pelting you mercilessly about the neck and face. Oh yeah, and no possible way of carpooling or attaching a reasonable "bucket seat for jr."...

Still, I think it would be a cool idea. Presuming the broom doesn't require gasoline, 24 D batteries or something like that, or replacement phoenix features or whatever to fly. If it truly did run on magic - just think of the cost we'd save in fillups alone. I could save the $50-60 dollars it takes to fill my Jeep every week and spend it on something else. Like a new DVD. Or a new soft sculpture for my curio cabinet. Ha!

I know just what type of broom I'd want if they had them. I'd want a pink one with flowers printed all over it, and I'd want it to come with a banana seat. Oh, and possibly foot stirrups. That girly foot clasping thing looks ridiculous, and I would NOT want to look like Mr. Hat over there if I were flying around and suddenly had to pee. At least with the banana seat, I wouldn't have to clench up like a startled virgin; I could at least appear composed until I could fly off into the bushes, or find a restroom or something.

BTW, no, I have not been drinking. I just found today's picture and had one of those bizarre moments of insanity clarity - one of those moments when a string of completely time wasting thoughts tracks through your brain. It's sort of like daydreaming, but not quite. :P

Anyway, it's Thursday again. (And raining again.) Mini is getting bored in the house (and has been climbing onto and FALLING OFF OF just about everything in site), so I thought maybe today we could just do mommy-son things. Like fingerpainting the pumpkins I bought. Or maybe breaking out the Berry Happy Home so he can rampage his monster trucks through it. Creative, crafty things like that. I must finish up this one chapter that is driving.me.stark.raving.mad. And I must do it today, or there will be fires and screaming.

My cold has alleviated some, but this weather has been so iffy, I'm not taking any chances on a relapse. This leaves me to this week's Thursday Thirteen. I must go "winter cold" shopping this coming weekend to stock up on emergency supplies. Because, of course, if anyone is going to get sick, it's going to be at night when no doctor offices are open, leaving us no choice but to sell our souls and sacrifice two unblemished chickens to get into the local ER.

Thirteen Things To Have In Your Cold/Flu Battling Arsenol (aka your Medicine Chest)

1.) Decongestant
2.) Fever reducer (non-aspirin type for children)
3.) Expectorant
4.) Disinfectant spray
5.) Vaporizer/humidifier
6.) thermometer (I like the in-ear types. They work FAST.)
7.) refillable ice pack
8.) heating pad (for body aches)
9.) Vicks vapor rub - and liquid for vaporizor
10.) Measuring spoon or cup for medicines
11.) Antihistamine
12.) lozenges for sore throat
13.) Chloraseptic

And there it is. My list du jour.

(BTW, no chickens - unblemished or otherwise - were harmed in the creation of this blog post.)

Happy Thursday, everyone! ~_^