ok, this is surreal.
I've had 1038 posts on this blog is six months or so.
I've never mentioned giant squid before today, so today I mention it twice.
In the mail (I swear this is true) a friend sent me...taaa daa...a stuffed squid.
Now, the reason she sent this has nothing to do with the blog. It's a long running joke with some of my girlie co-conspirators.
It seems Miss Snark found herself on a date with a man who wanted to attend the cinema. Well Miss Snark likes popcorn and Junior Mints and a good action flick as much as the next chick so she said "sure".
first warning sign: no refreshments appeared.
first mistake: not objecting when man selects seats in back row
second warning sign: empty theatre
second mistake: accomadating the fellow when he wanted to move to the far end AND sit so that Miss Snark had a wall on her right side and behind her.
third mistake: no electric cattle prod in handbag
fourth mistake: waiting till he tried TWICE to read Miss Snark's tattoo using the Braille method before standing up, stepping smartly on his ankle with a stiletto and walking out of the movie.
fifth and final mistake: telling friends about the event. They've never ever let me live it down.
We call that guy "the octopus". And today, a pink squid in the mail...cause now that I have NetFlix I "might need some company watching movies."
sheesh. friends. what would I ever do without them.