Good morning! First the kudos: Yay, Lina! Thanks for taking the time to answer the Random Question. You’re right, an extra arm would be pretty handy. (Get it? Handy?)
Look people, Lina has a newborn and she had time to answer the question. What’s your excuse? Oh, you think my question sucked? I’ll try better today. But first on to other business.
Random Topic of the Day: Moose
Have you ever stopped to ponder the majestic moose? Actually majestic isn’t really appropriate. When I was in Montana once I saw a couple of moose at pretty close range. Frankly, moose are goofy. Yes, they could squash you easily; they’re tall and have huge antlers (I think that’s what they call them on moose). But they have these big noses, floppy ears, and legs too skinny and long for their bodies. They kind of lumber around. And furthermore who the heck came up with the grammar rules regarding the moose? They should be shot. Seriously, the name does nothing to add to the animal’s dignity. The word “moose” itself is pretty silly, but the plural is just ridiculous. An example: Several moose are silly. See? It just sounds wrong. Why not “mooses”? What is wrong with that? Let’s all take a moment today to consider the injustices imposed on our friend the moose.
Spawn anecdote alert! Yesterday, Mr. Jaye had to go to the Ranger’s game for work (don’t get me started). So Spawn and I decided to go to McDonald’s for dinner. He could play and I could eat in peace. Good deal for everyone. But we had to go to a specific McDonald’s, or Old McDonald’s as Spawn calls it. This special McDonald’s has foosball. My child discovered this game last week and frankly hasn’t stopped talking about it sense. What is it with males and foosball? I guess it’s a testosterone thing. So Spawn had a grand time climbing in the Play Land tunnels and slides in between pushing his way into other people’s foosball games. After a few minutes I realized I hadn’t seen in him a while. So I get up and around the corner he is sitting at someone else’s table. The mom and her son were eating ice cream. As I walked up I heard the joy of my loins say “Where’s my ice cream?” Yes, my child was begging a stranger for food. I had to buy him a cookie to get him to leave with me. Sigh.
OK, you’ve been waiting anxiously for the question of the day. I can feel the eagerness to answer my inquiries radiating through the screen. Today I am asking more than one question to up the odds of receiving interesting responses. Are you ready?
Wait for it.
Random Questions of the Day:
What word or words make you cringe?
What is your favorite all time Saturday Night Live Skit?
What is the weirdest meal or dish you have ever eaten?
Have fun! As usual, the best answers get recognition tomorrow.