tell me about it

I saw this written on a blue steel door in Israel, back in 2005. I thought it was funnily crazily emo and strangely out of place in the Holy Land, and thus it struck a chord in me. How could I not snap a photo?

I’m posting this now because I remembered and mentioned it to Puppy on Sunday, and because now I can proudly say that I’ve found my life’s love :)

The kitty is sitting gawkishly in front of the refrigerator, legs splayed as she bends over and licks a certain part of her anatomy enthusiastically. My dad pauses on the way to the sink and looks at her askance.

“Hey. Sit properly,” he remonstrates. Sasha pauses mid-lick and stares at him. The look on her face is self-explanatory.

What? What are you saying? Food? Are you talking about food?

The kitty and the daddy exchange perplexed looks.

Is it food? Food? Do you understand what I’m saying? FOOD, little man. Give me some.

“Close your legs and sit properly!” Dad pokes her in the thigh with an extended toe.

Not FOOT, stupid, FOOD. Are we talking about food? Are you giving me food? Where’s the food?

Dad gives up and moves on to plonk dishes in the sink. Annoyed, Sash returns to her interrupted grooming.

Ugh. Humans.

The fulfillment of love can be so simple sometimes.

It’s hard to explain. But the smallest of things can keep one terribly happy.

Weirdo :)

I just received an inspirational email – the kind that exhorts you to pass it on to light up the lives of five other people, if only you care for someone, press “forward” and send it on, send it on, now!

The email praised the goodness of God and stated cheerfully that God was going to do something that day to make things work in my favor, and if I believed it, I should send it on to five other people. While the sentiment was appreciated I decided not to humor the request, firstly because I don’t believe in forwarding mails, and secondly because of this:

The email contains three pictures which are proclaimed to be “amazing”. Though not explicitly stated, the wording of the email and the attachment of the pictures are likely to cause the reader to think that the pictures are a testament to God’s amazing hand working in nature. They show amazing rock formations that look exactly like animals – a craggy stone rhino dipping its nose into the water, a tourist posing in front of a sleepily vicious c(rock)odile, a boulder looking uncannily like a spotted blowfish thrusting its head out from a sandy beach. Such wonder! Clearly, anyone looking at the pictures would be bowled over by how God obviously has a hand in creation. Nature couldn’t possibly cause anything like this to happen without being invisibly guided by an unseen hand.

And indeed the pictures are a testament to God’s hand working in our lives, but in this case, more of Him blessing Man with an opposable thumb and sentience, rather than the raw beauty of nature. For each photograph clearly bears the watermark of Worth1000.

And if you’re familiar with the site as I am, this is probably when you start laughing.

There is hunger in my tummy!

There is hunger in my tummy and it’s doing a dance!

It’s yelling that it’s hungry and it doesn’t want plants!

Meat! it’s screaming and it wants its meat now!

But I have lesson in ten minutes so how! So how!

There is hunger in my tummy and it won’t be appeased!

It wants a chunk of meat that’s oily and greased!

But my students are a-calling and I do not have time!

Not feeding hungry tummy could be considered a crime!

It’s a sentence that I’ll suffer because I have to go teach!

While the hunger sucks at tummy like a greedy old leech!

Feed me! cries the hunger. Not now! sez I!

We’ll have Botak Jones lamb chops in a twinkling of an eye!

Just wait, I says to tummy, after class we’ll get to eat!

Rest assured it’ll be a chunk of greasy oily meat!

Slice and sauté an onion. Add 3 cups chicken stock, a 1-pound bag of frozen peas, 1/3 cup oats, 1/8 teaspoon cardamom, some salt and pepper. Bring to boil. Purée in blender.

That’s it, folks.

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