Category: A Bit Of Silliness

Did you hear the one about the woman who joined her own search party?

After yesterday’s post I can do with a laugh. Luckily the interwebs are full of humorous tidbits to lighten the mood.

Like the story of the woman who stepped off a tour bus in Iceland to freshen up, and when she came back they didn’t recognise her and reported her missing. They immediately started looking for her and she, not realising the missing person being described was her, joined in the search that lasted until three in the morning. This begs three questions:

How bad did she look when she got off the bus and what did she do to affect such a radical change in appearance in what seems to be the middle of nowhere? (Side-note: Could she be a superhero?)
Did she not speak to anyone on the bus? Surely this wouldn’t have happened had she been on a first-name basis with any of her fellow travellers.
Most important of all – seeing as she had an entire search party helping her, did this experience at least help her find herself?

And here’s another rendition of 99 Bottles of Beer on the Wall, the song for this week’s Song Title Challenge.

Disney’s Frozen re-imagined

So, I didn’t like Frozen, but this version I might just be able to get into.

Do you want to build a snowman?

Disney’s Frozen, Another Look

I reckon by now I’ve probably permanently alienated every Frozen fan from my blog, but if there’s any one of them still hanging around this is sure to send them packing.

On the other hand, this made me laugh much more than the film itself ever did. Thanks to Tuan Ho for making me aware of it.

On Mermaid Cakes and Potty Training

If you peruse my home page you’ll notice that Disney’s Frozen is scheduled for review today. I’m afraid that will have to be postponed until next Friday as I simply haven’t gotten around to it yet. I mean, who wants to sit and write a review if you could rather look at this?

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Winter is coming…

…to the Northern Free State. Or rather, it has come. Suddenly. So suddenly that I keep looking out the window for a sign of the White Walkers while fretting at the total absence of obsidian in the house. I don’t like it.

Just yesterday I was still walking around barefoot and in shorts. Actually I did today as well, but today I seriously questioned the wisdom of that particular choice of attire. Right now I’m sitting typing this with slippers on my feet and a little blanket covering my legs. One would think I’m living in an old age home, for crying out loud.

I have a feeling we’re going to pay this year for the very mild winter we had last year. Luckily we’re temporarily migrating to warmer climes for a few days before we have to surrender to the rigours of not-summer (and without the benefit of central heating and double-glazed windows, I might add).

It’s at times like these I wish hibernation was an option.