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imbecamielI've seen some... interesting writing around town lately.
Take this, at the movie rental place:
Since the fine print isn't legible, you'll have to take my word for what it says underneath: See store for details. (It says the same thing twice, nothing else.) Nope, no "Free rentals to Kids." No "Free Kids' Movies." Nothing. Simply the statement that they are giving away kids here. I would think that one would get in trouble for such things.
Then there's this advertisement for a jazz concert:
Check out the part in the pink circle. Not only a random quote not attributed to anyone, but... erm, devastating? This is the word they choose to try to convince people to come? I've been wracking my mind to try to figure out what similar-sounding word they might have meant. I can come up with plenty that would've worked better... but none of them really look or sound anything like "devastating." Quite unique, that. Appropriate enough for a very sad, dramatic movie, maybe, but a jazz band? Herm.
*eg*
*blows smoke away from her pistol*
At the moment I am snowed in. Probably not going anywhere tomorrow, either. Yay! *loves Minnesota*
Too, too true. ^.^
And because being snowed in makes me want to cuddle up with my furry babies, and I rarely post pictures of them (it is Ridiculously Hard to get good photos of black animals), and I am in the mood for cuteness, I shall now post photos, and the official list of Things The Pets Do And Do Not Approve Of. A few of the things, at any rate.
To set the scene, we have here Strider, the beautiful, overgrown puppy. (Here in "ranger mode", looking a tad scraggly, as he has not been brushed or trimmed up for a bit. I need to do that. And give him a bath. )
And Elladan (aka Ella - why yes, we did name her before we found out she was a girl *g*) the large, yet beautiful, weasel and mighty hunter kitty. Don't know how well you can see it here, but both she and her brother have the most fascinating, beautiful eyes - bright green at the center, bright gold around the edges.
And Elrohir (aka Ro), the sweet mini-bear, who is very good at lulling his prey into a false (kind of) sense of security so that, if they come close enough, he can sit on them and squersh them. Or, y'know, maybe just cuddle with them and lick them a bit.
Pet Approved/Not Approved Things:
Strider Does Not Approve of being told, "No, sweetie, you may not come into my bedroom. I have just vacuumed the floor. It's clean now. I intend to do some stretches on said floor, and you are very furry and prone to lick my face in concern whenever you see me down there." Even though he Does Not Approve, though, he is a very polite gentleman about it. He doesn't just try to barge in - he simply knocks politely with one paw (whether the door is cracked open and he could get in or not), and then waits outside practicing his pathetic expression until someone gives him permission to come in.
Strider Does Approve of his floppy gray stuffed dog. He has had one exactly like this ever since we got him as a puppy (it was as big as he was, then - he was so cute, trying to drag it around and tripping all over). We bought several identical ones on discount when he was going through his toy-shredding stage, which lasted a couple of years. He rarely does that now, though. And he has only very rarely shredded any people stuff, and that when he was in a complete panic and it was left where it shouldn't have been anyway. *hugs him*
Ella does not approve of a lot of things, but most dramatically at the moment she Does Not Approve of her brother. I do not have a picture of her freaking out, however, as I'm usually too busy keeping her from killing herself or others. So here is her official "I'm better than you. Now pet me. And feed me. Then get out of my chair." expression.
Ella Does Approve of fuzzy toys, especially if they contain catnip. Because even nassssty kitties need snuggles. (She's quite a sweetie, actually, at least where people and the dog are concerned.
(In this picture, you can see the healed spot where she flipped out and tore her own left ear, because her brother was looking at her. And then he tried to lick her. The nerve of that guy.)
Ro Does Not Approve of winter. Especially when he is sad, because his sister is mad at him.
When he has deemed himself sufficiently warm and has been given the appropriate sympathy, however, he decidedly Does Approve of hanging out on top of the bunk bed and trying to convince people to play with him. (He has fallen through there several times, yes, when turning completely upside-down in a bid for attention. Usually I catch him. *g*) He tries very hard to play nice and just pat people with his paw, but sometimes he gets carried away and forgets that he still has claws. For this reason, I have several small scars on my hands and arms. But he's worth it.
No pictures of the bird for now - don't have any photos of him on my compy at the moment. Shall have to take some of him for another time.
*sighs happily* I love my animals. Now I've got to go clean out the litter boxes.
Take this, at the movie rental place:
Since the fine print isn't legible, you'll have to take my word for what it says underneath: See store for details. (It says the same thing twice, nothing else.) Nope, no "Free rentals to Kids." No "Free Kids' Movies." Nothing. Simply the statement that they are giving away kids here. I would think that one would get in trouble for such things.
Then there's this advertisement for a jazz concert:
Check out the part in the pink circle. Not only a random quote not attributed to anyone, but... erm, devastating? This is the word they choose to try to convince people to come? I've been wracking my mind to try to figure out what similar-sounding word they might have meant. I can come up with plenty that would've worked better... but none of them really look or sound anything like "devastating." Quite unique, that. Appropriate enough for a very sad, dramatic movie, maybe, but a jazz band? Herm.
*eg*
*blows smoke away from her pistol*
At the moment I am snowed in. Probably not going anywhere tomorrow, either. Yay! *loves Minnesota*
Too, too true. ^.^
And because being snowed in makes me want to cuddle up with my furry babies, and I rarely post pictures of them (it is Ridiculously Hard to get good photos of black animals), and I am in the mood for cuteness, I shall now post photos, and the official list of Things The Pets Do And Do Not Approve Of. A few of the things, at any rate.
To set the scene, we have here Strider, the beautiful, overgrown puppy. (Here in "ranger mode", looking a tad scraggly, as he has not been brushed or trimmed up for a bit. I need to do that. And give him a bath. )
And Elladan (aka Ella - why yes, we did name her before we found out she was a girl *g*) the large, yet beautiful, weasel and mighty hunter kitty. Don't know how well you can see it here, but both she and her brother have the most fascinating, beautiful eyes - bright green at the center, bright gold around the edges.
And Elrohir (aka Ro), the sweet mini-bear, who is very good at lulling his prey into a false (kind of) sense of security so that, if they come close enough, he can sit on them and squersh them. Or, y'know, maybe just cuddle with them and lick them a bit.
Pet Approved/Not Approved Things:
Strider Does Not Approve of being told, "No, sweetie, you may not come into my bedroom. I have just vacuumed the floor. It's clean now. I intend to do some stretches on said floor, and you are very furry and prone to lick my face in concern whenever you see me down there." Even though he Does Not Approve, though, he is a very polite gentleman about it. He doesn't just try to barge in - he simply knocks politely with one paw (whether the door is cracked open and he could get in or not), and then waits outside practicing his pathetic expression until someone gives him permission to come in.
Strider Does Approve of his floppy gray stuffed dog. He has had one exactly like this ever since we got him as a puppy (it was as big as he was, then - he was so cute, trying to drag it around and tripping all over). We bought several identical ones on discount when he was going through his toy-shredding stage, which lasted a couple of years. He rarely does that now, though. And he has only very rarely shredded any people stuff, and that when he was in a complete panic and it was left where it shouldn't have been anyway. *hugs him*
Ella does not approve of a lot of things, but most dramatically at the moment she Does Not Approve of her brother. I do not have a picture of her freaking out, however, as I'm usually too busy keeping her from killing herself or others. So here is her official "I'm better than you. Now pet me. And feed me. Then get out of my chair." expression.
Ella Does Approve of fuzzy toys, especially if they contain catnip. Because even nassssty kitties need snuggles. (She's quite a sweetie, actually, at least where people and the dog are concerned.
(In this picture, you can see the healed spot where she flipped out and tore her own left ear, because her brother was looking at her. And then he tried to lick her. The nerve of that guy.)
Ro Does Not Approve of winter. Especially when he is sad, because his sister is mad at him.
When he has deemed himself sufficiently warm and has been given the appropriate sympathy, however, he decidedly Does Approve of hanging out on top of the bunk bed and trying to convince people to play with him. (He has fallen through there several times, yes, when turning completely upside-down in a bid for attention. Usually I catch him. *g*) He tries very hard to play nice and just pat people with his paw, but sometimes he gets carried away and forgets that he still has claws. For this reason, I have several small scars on my hands and arms. But he's worth it.
No pictures of the bird for now - don't have any photos of him on my compy at the moment. Shall have to take some of him for another time.
*sighs happily* I love my animals. Now I've got to go clean out the litter boxes.
