Name that Sound!

Today we’re going to learn a new word, children. It’s an important word that will serve you well in the years to come, especially during those times when your thanksgiving meal refuses to go quietly into the night. In fact, you may very well wonder how you ever did without it. Behold…

borborygmus

You welcome, you crazy scrabble fanatics.

Don’t feel bad if you don’t know what it means. I had literally never heard that word before today and it is strange because it’s a word that can be quite useful. For example, let’s say you’re in a long elevator ride. It’s just you and an impossibly attractive co-worker that you don’t know too well because she works for accounting and you work as little as possible.

Just as you are about to arrive at your floor, the four cups of coffee you had this morning in lieu of breakfast begin a heated argument with the can of Red Bull you had fifteen minutes later in lieu of sleep while the whole thing is being clumsily refereed by the two beers you had the night before in lieu of a social life.

As a result, your stomach starts making gurgling sounds, which, amplified by the small space of the elevator, sound suspiciously like wet farts. Now, under normal circumstances, you and your co-worker would both simply ignore the situation and awkwardly conclude your now extremely uncomfortable elevator ride, parting ways soon after, never to speak again.

But that was before you became enlightened by my blog, because now, instead of simply staying awkwardly silent, you can smile and say,

“Don’t worry, Heather from Accounting, that wasn’t a fart. That was just a borborygmus!”

THEN you can awkwardly conclude your now uncomfortable elevator ride and part ways never to speak again.

Don’t say I never did anything for you.Fart proudly

Movie Weekend

percyThis is the Sunday night report on movies watched this weekend:
(in no particular order)

Epic – swell enough movie, kept me interested, beautiful animation, well developed leading lady, and Beyonce dies (huge bonus).

Percy Jackson: Sea of Good Actors with Shitty Agents – incredibly shitty movie, it’s like Harry Potter for people who can’t tell the difference between fresh squeezed orange juice and Sunny Delight, also, Anthony Stewart Head must be really short on cash these days, makes me a little sad.

Ender’s Game – still picking up pieces of my mind scattered all over my living room, no further comments.

Good night.

He’s Only Mostly Dead

feelingbetterSo… I just got a phone call from a family business acquaintance giving me his condolences for the death of my father, who regrettably passed away from a heart attack about a week ago. It was all very touching. It was also extremely confusing considering my father woke up at five in the morning today and drove to the Miami International Airport three hours away to pick up grandma. Last I heard, that sort of activity requires a certain amount of… aliveness… <<<(I can’t believe that’s actually a word). Yes, it would appear no one had the decency to inform dad of his recent demise and the poor man has been walking around for a week thinking he’s still one of the living. It’s all very tragic.

On the other hand, the zombie apocalypse is evidently here and now we know the zombies don’t want to eat our brains. They just want to whine and complaint at us and be an all around nuisance until we eat our own brains just to make it stop.

Aim for the head, guys.