Exploding Frogs and Pit Vipers

So, we've established that weird things happen when I'm unconscious, to the point where this morning I briefly considered renaming my blog "Ponies and Dreams", since those are the topics that get touched upon most often.  But don't worry, you will get more than that, whether you want it or not.  A friend told me my blog needs to be more focused, and he's probably right, but my goal here is to give you a fair representation of myself (and take over Antarctica, let's not forget that), not to get a book published and make money.  I don't need a blog to write a book.  So you'll be getting the Linda Roulette wheel, everytime.

 

I  suspect that wheel looks rather a lot like this.

Anyways, I bet you're wondering about the exploding frogs.  And pit vipers.  Sorry if there was confusion--there are no exploding pit vipers.  The frogs will have to do.

Last night involved a good number of fairly vivid dreams.  Thank you, subconscious for working out everything while I'm asleep.  I wouldn't mind it as much if I wasn't still a panicky wreck when I'm awake.  After the "I have to go back to high school to make up a few credits that I'm missing before I can get into college" dream, I had one this morning wherein I was creating a weapon that involved pit vipers and exploding frogs.  I don't remember the entire thing, which either makes this better or worse.  Either way, I had this large steel mesh basket full of the pit vipers and I had to boil them one or two at a time.  I was doing this in my Dad's garage, for reasons unknown to the universe.  I think I may have been boiling them in a water/gunpowder solution.  I'm not really sure, but I do know it didn't hurt the vipers at all.  And of course, they kept slipping out and I had to keep catching them and throwing them back in the pot until they were done.  And somehow a couple of characters from "Rent" were involved.

Specifically, these two, played by these actors.  I have no idea what they were doing there.

Anywho, once the pit vipers were boiled, I stuck them into some sort of container with the exploding frogs with a ratio of one viper to one frog.  I'm not sure exactly what the container was.  I think it might have just been a sack, although the hubby said he was picturing something more high tech.  Pretty much the way the thing worked was like this:

1) Throw the bag

2) Frog explodes

3) Angry pit viper escapes from bag

4) ???

5) Profit

Also, there was apparently a flood.  Swimming after the the escaped vipers and picking then up with the tongs I found Dad's garage was not fun at all.  I'm also not sure why they didn't bite me.  And, of course, I have no idea what a drag queen had to do with any of this.

Somehow, this was not a nightmare.

On a side note, since I'm now unemployed, posts might be popping up more often.

COMING SOON: Compare and contrast of old vs. new studio space!  Sailor Moon!  More tuna!  Less penguins!  and Plans for the domes in Antarctica! 

This Post is Not About Ponies

So, some of you have witnessed the banter that occurs between myself and my husband.  Some of you may have fallen victim to it on facebook, which is particularly terrifying because it's usually not planned. 
Don't worry, though, sometimes we fall victim to it ourselves, and it winds up sounding like a Sifl and Olly segment.

I debated between this one, Civil War Corpses, and Hooker Monkeys.

And then you wind up with conversations like last night.  I don't even know how it got started, I think we were talking about something and then Jay said, "That's the title of a blog post."  Whatever it was was good, but not quite right, and I said so.  I honestly can't remember what it was, but the follow up statement is really what matters.  "But every other blog post is about ponies, isn't it?"

"No it isn't!  There's only, like, two."

"But every other post involves ponies."

"Does not!"

"What about the dream sequence one?"

"That was a unicorn, not a pony!"

"It was a ponycorn."

"Spike is not a ponycorn, he's a unicorn.  There's a huge difference."

"Spike thinks he's a ponycorn."

"No he doesn't, he's a unicorn."

At this point I feel it pertinent to remind the audience that Spike is a plush pink unicorn.  He can't think, he's not alive.  We're arguing about what a plush toy thinks it is.  This has gone far enough.  The subject is changed.

 

Spike definitely thinks he's a unicorn.  

Twenty minutes later:

"Every other post is NOT about ponies."

"Well, you mention them a lot."

"That doesn't count.  It's only, like, two."

"Oh, it has to be more than that."

"I bet you it's only two."

"Whatever."

"Oh, we should totally watch Friendship is Magic during movie night this week!  You totally owe me a pony now."

A bit later, we've discovered that the dvd that comes with some of the ponies is a mini one that probably won't play in our player.  I have decided that I have enough ponies.  Although, if I do get any more from the current toy run, I want the Applejack Fashion Pony.

No ponies for Linda.

Later that night....

"Every other post is not about ponies."

I think you get the idea.  Anyhoo, the official count is two posts about ponies, and two posts that mention ponies in passing, and the unicorn bit doesn't count, because unicorns aren't ponies.  So, honey, when you read this, I was right.  There are only two posts about ponies, and there's a total of like 27, so there!  And this post doesn't count, since it didn't exist at the time of the argument.

But since we're on the topic of ponies, anyway, I finally watched the first couple of episodes of the new My Little Pony show, Friendship is Magic.  This show is freaking awesome, and you should totally watch it.  Here, let me help you with that.

Behold, twenty-two minutes of awesome!

I totally identify with Twilight Sparkle, although I swear, sometimes I'm channeling Pinkie Pie, which absolutely terrifies me.  Still, I find this one much more entertaining than the original and the animation is wonderful.  I think its massive internet following is almost justified.

--Linda out.

NEXT TIME: Not ponies!!