Archive for the ‘funny’ Category

a nice stuffing

Friday, March 16th, 2007

OK so it’s a bit rude but this made me laugh this morning, sent by my sister in law with the email subject “Need stuffing?”: a local business in Texas

happy pi day

Wednesday, March 14th, 2007

Today is Pi Day (because Pi 3.14… looks A BIT like the American for March 14 – 3/14) so go ahead and eat pie to celebrate. And: read this dinosaur comic for more information and an alternative Pi Day.

where is god

Wednesday, February 28th, 2007

In the car yesterday Toby, who is getting more and more inquisitive these days, asked “Dad, why can’t you see God?”. I think I had lots of answers for him (pro-religion mostly and a few unneccessarily snarky ones too) but nothing came to mind which would be appropriate for a four year old, so I suggested that Emma would be a better person to talk about it.

She started out with “just because you can’t see God doesn’t mean that God isn’t there” which didn’t seem to get very far, then said “When people love each other, God is there” which maybe made some progress but not much. So she gave an example: “When mummy and daddy hug you do you feel all loved – maybe God is part of that. Do you feel like that?” Toby pretty much shrugged his shoulders at that one, so there was nothing for it but for Emma to say “Um, because God is transcendent?” Only one response from Toby was appropriate, and he hit it right on the head: “Mummy, why does the Pink Panther like everything to be pink?”

not kosher

Monday, February 19th, 2007

Emma told me a good story at the weekend as we were discussing whether it’s kosher to have dairy with poultry. My understanding was that the scriptural thing around dairy with meat was a line to do with not cooking a young animal in its mother’s milk, which would suggest that this only applies to mammals, but for kosher rules apparently it was extended for all meats. Anyway the story was around a religious studies class Emma took when she was to design a menu for a hypothetical Jewish friend who would be visiting. The only place she got marked down was on the breakfast – she suggested an omelet with cheese and onions, and the teacher said that nobody would eat onions for breakfast, kosher or not.

bird flu comedy

Thursday, February 8th, 2007

Actually it’s mostly the headline where the comedy lies.

From Reuters.com: “Turkey confirms return of bird flu in chickens”. Sounds like Bugs Bunny and Daffy Duck arguing over duck season/rabbit season – the turkeys are saying “no, no bird flu here – it’s the chickens. All about the chickens. If there’s culling to do, check out those chickens.”

feeling valued

Tuesday, January 23rd, 2007

In the car last night on the way home from Toby’s swimming class, Emma said to me, “So if you die, how much money is it that I’ll be getting?”

demon trains

Friday, January 12th, 2007

I saw this on BoingBoing today – a train set for kids, with dripping blood and a demon head!

mint cat

Monday, January 8th, 2007

Our ginger cat, Scout, has a bit of an obsession – he goes totally crazy for mint. We found out about this in early summer when we had to chase away a neighborhood cat who was rolling around in one of the mint plants in our front yard – the cat was so stoned on the mint aroma that it didn’t hear us when we were yelling at it to go away and only left when we poured water on it. We found out how interested Scout was when I took in two small leaves to see what he would think of them – he spent the next hour rolling on them and being goofy, even drooling (I didn’t know cats could drool) so that his chest fur was soaking wet.

Obviously now with it being winter (albeit mild) he’s not getting his mint fix. Until a week ago. Emma had finished drinking a cup of mint tea and had left the cup and tea bag on the living room floor. I noticed that Scout pretty quickly found it, pulled the tea bag out of the cup and started licking and chewing on the bag, purring loudly the whole time.

A couple of days later Emma made herself another cup of mint tea, took it through to the living room then went back to the kitchen to get something else. In a trice Scout had tipped the tea on to the floor and was dragging the tea bag around, very happy with himself. Fortunately the tea didn’t stain the rug but even after soaking it up the rug still obviously has some kind of mint-narcotic in it because Scout’s been spending time rolling on the formerly damp patch, purring loudly and getting wasted.

kids mishear the funniest things

Sunday, December 17th, 2006

At lunch today, Toby out of the blue said, “Daddy, did you know that Opa is wrong?” I asked him what he meant – apparently out of the blue he’d remembered a book my dad had brought him last month, where someone tells someone else to spread the word. Due to my dad’s accent, Toby thought the line was “spread the wood”, and it took me a while to persuade him that it was word, not wood. Now Toby is very suspicious of what his grandfather has to say.

Also Toby was telling me about his mall trip this morning with Emma, during the course of which they had a break for a snack. Toby told me he had a blueberry muffin. I said, “Ah yes, the state muffin of Minnesota.” Toby said, indignantly, “No, it was blueberry. Not steak.”

several

Friday, December 15th, 2006

We were just talking after dinner about going over to see our neighbors who looked after the cats while we were away. We got them a Bermuda rum cake and some Bermuda rum in liquid form too, which I hope they will enjoy.

Toby said that we should just go round and “knock on the door several times until they answer.” We asked how many times several is, so he counted on his fingers while saying “one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, several.”