Musashi Sez:
Happee Saint Raggedy Andy Day! (an why is his
piktchoor not wearin a fansee kilt?)
Wull, since we had the very timely vizit of
Robin Bucaria, BA, MEd, JD, lotsa stuffs have been happening. Fer example, all
the girls packed up (wift very
upsetting luggages) and wented away fer Thanksgiving. This was what yu callz a
mixed blessin, becuz I didn’t hav Mom’s knee to sleep on (which is always a
littul tramatic), but on the othr hand, I not have her buggin me to plae wift
the lazer pointer the way she always does wen I am sittin thinking hard about
mai blog. As yu noe, I has had all kindsa trouble wift the Writer Block this
semestr, but this week I has overcomed it a littul bit.
Fer example, while Mom was gone, they gived
me a littul too much of the wet fud, and you migt think, “Huh, it bad to waste
fud when yu noe he’s not goin to eat it all,” and normally I wud have agreed,
but after I eated what I wanted, the rest of it looked like that fansee
ceilin in the Vatican Myoozeum, called the Sisteen Chapul, wift the piktchur by
that guy Mikul Angelo, of Ceiling Cat reaching down to high five Eve Kittee fer
not getting bit by that nasty snake feller.
Also, I was lookin at the steampunky toys Mom
supported on Kickstarter (cuz she seds that her office at werk was just Not
Cool Enugf (NCE) fer her an her frend whu she share it wift, ArTeeBee, who she
swear is not a droid, but I think she have been fooled, but anway, parently
they are boft way too cool fer this borin office, so she supported these toys
on Kickstarter), and I was lookin at the toys, who has their own Facebook page,
and it turn out that the unner-water guy has a version of his unner-water suit
that is brigt pink! Wull, as yu kin imajinate, that made me innerested in
unner-water adventchoors, since before that, I din’t know that yu cud has a
fashonobbul wet-soot fer resertch. I thogt yu had to be all stodgy, but
parently, that not the case. Three cheers fer Fashonobbul Resertch!!
Hip! Horray Hooray! Hip Hooray Horray! Hip
Hooray Hooray!
Ahem. An THEN, as if life weren’t getting egsiting
enugf, Mom camed home!!!! An she brogtid Granpa wift her!!!! An he is a lefty
lik ME!!! (He call me the “Big M”—Mom always call me Littul Gy, an I has to
tell here NO, I is a very BIG GY!!!! Huh.)
An Mom came home wift a NOO Tooftbrush! Now,
I not lik tooftbrushiz maisalf, which make mom has a frustrate, but she showed
me the one fer the winter. It was bloo an purpul. I said I liked the bloo an
bright PINK one betterer, but she sed (very reasonably), “Silly Musashi. That
the one fer Spring. It’s like how we doesn’t wear white feet in winter. We not
yooz pink tooftbrushes in winter. It wud be day-class-ay.”
An I not egzactly noe what that mean, but her
argyooment seemed quite lojikul, so I am goin wift it. I shorely has a lot to
learn about stuffs.
Wull, there are more, but if I stop now, I
might have stuffs to write about in a couple of days (after I has sniffed her
luggage and made up my mind about the stuffs she bringed back from Conn
Edigut.).
