I dare you not to laugh as hard as this kid. Dare. You.
Thursday, December 29, 2011
Wednesday, December 28, 2011
Ms. Pacman is on the run inside my brother
My brother called tonight to discuss a very serious problem he's been having.
And before I go further, I want a disclaimer stating that I *know* this is a serious problem. I get it.
But I'm the girl who laughs at funerals and cries when something's really funny.
My brother recently learned he has a heart problem. In that, he's lost a part of his heart. A little hole got punctured in it and the piece of the heart that's gone is now traveling through his body, causing seizures and other problems. And to make it worse, he might have to have open heart surgery someday and because of other medical conditions he has, the doctors don't think he could survive such a surgery.
Yes, I know it's serious.
Tonight, he calls me to say that the Docs have figured out what ails him and in the past two days, he's had some sort of radiation treatment to help the doctors find these pieces (because the original piece then split in two) of his heart floating around his body.
But instead of the radiation finding and "tagging" these pieces, like it was supposed to, my brother said it just "ate them up."
This is when I began to laugh inappropriately.
Of course my brother, being the big sissy he is, with a hole in his heart and all, is outraged.
"Why are you laughing about this?! This isn't funny!" he cries.
Oh, but it is. The doctors didn't know the stuff they put in him was actually going to eat up his floating heart pieces. Come. On.
And through my laughter, I managed to spit out that it sounds like Ms. Pacman was let loose in his insides and she just ate a piece of his heart, cause it was in her path
Then, I laughed more. But this time, my brother joined in.
After we hung up, he downloaded the Ms. Pacman music to make it his ringtone.
Laughter really is the best medicine. :)
And before I go further, I want a disclaimer stating that I *know* this is a serious problem. I get it.
But I'm the girl who laughs at funerals and cries when something's really funny.
My brother recently learned he has a heart problem. In that, he's lost a part of his heart. A little hole got punctured in it and the piece of the heart that's gone is now traveling through his body, causing seizures and other problems. And to make it worse, he might have to have open heart surgery someday and because of other medical conditions he has, the doctors don't think he could survive such a surgery.
Yes, I know it's serious.
Tonight, he calls me to say that the Docs have figured out what ails him and in the past two days, he's had some sort of radiation treatment to help the doctors find these pieces (because the original piece then split in two) of his heart floating around his body.
But instead of the radiation finding and "tagging" these pieces, like it was supposed to, my brother said it just "ate them up."
This is when I began to laugh inappropriately.
Of course my brother, being the big sissy he is, with a hole in his heart and all, is outraged.
"Why are you laughing about this?! This isn't funny!" he cries.
Oh, but it is. The doctors didn't know the stuff they put in him was actually going to eat up his floating heart pieces. Come. On.
And through my laughter, I managed to spit out that it sounds like Ms. Pacman was let loose in his insides and she just ate a piece of his heart, cause it was in her path
Then, I laughed more. But this time, my brother joined in.
After we hung up, he downloaded the Ms. Pacman music to make it his ringtone.
Laughter really is the best medicine. :)
Saturday, December 10, 2011
Remember, on Friends, when Joey got a job on an informercial demonstrating the inate difficulties involved in pouring milk?
His friend's reaction to the commercial at the time is quite similar to my reaction to this As Seen On TV product. Just... why? Can someone tell me why this product exists? Because hammers are just too tough?
Know what's sadder?
I'd probably buy it. Might find it handy. *sigh* My sincerest apologies for embracing ridiculousness to the rest of the world .
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