Que paso` ?
For the last year, driving in to work, we pass a large pasture with 8 beautiful palomino horses and one llama. The pasture is part mud and part grass and is by the highway. The horses all cluster together, apparently a close-knit group. The llama stands (or sits) alone. The horses look all shiny and happy and well adjusted. The llama looks disgruntled and cranky. Definitely an outcast, either by default as it is not tan and blond, or by choice as it prefers its own company, while it muses on Kant and the decline of the Andean novel, to that of the horses, no doubt discussing the latest Cosmo poll and the new fashion height for hooves. Pink hoof polish being so passe. It does not need to be said that the horses can be found standing in the grass while the llama sits in the mud, head held high and turned away from the horses.
Except for today. Today, the horses were standing in the mud, although still looking chic, obviously making the best of a bad situation, slumming it, if you will. The llama was sitting in the grass, in the sun, looking completely smug. So my burning question is: What happened?
Except for today. Today, the horses were standing in the mud, although still looking chic, obviously making the best of a bad situation, slumming it, if you will. The llama was sitting in the grass, in the sun, looking completely smug. So my burning question is: What happened?
Labels: Oddnesses
posted by Diana at 10:52 AM
12 Comments:
La llama es una cuadrupeda que vive en grande rios parecido el Amazonas. Ello toiene dos orejas, un corazon,
una frente, y un pico para comiend miel.
Does this help answer your question?
B and I have been watching old episodes of Monty Python.
Rozanne- HAhahahahah! Oh, you scare me! Se amo Monty Python. Charles and I quote it liberally. I secretly pity anyone who doesn't 1) get it and 2) love it. And yes, that does explain everything. Yo comprendo. Perfectamente. And, now, the larch.
Yo pienso que han visto demasiado Fawlty Towers también, no?
I tried to tell you yesterday I was in love w your life but Blogger wouldn't let me. And now I find out WE HAVE THE SAME TASTES! Ahhh, Monty Python! On Friday I'll treat myself to a double dose of Blackadder (LOATHE LOATHE LOATHE that Mr. Bean tosser though).
L- Pienso que you may be right (high school Spanish just failed me). Yes! Monty Python! (You, me, Rozanne, a DVD machine. One brings beer, one popcorn, one chocolate. Si?) Yes! Black Adder! Hiss, Boo! Mr Bean. What is with Mr Bean? I have only seen it a couple of times (not the movie) and fail to see the funny.
Maybe it’s the other way around. Maybe the Llama has been hogging the mud bath at the “spa” and the horses have been patiently waiting for their turn. Finally when the llama decided to leave, the horses found it was be better if they all shared the mud. They invited the llama to join them, but the llama rolled its eyes and replied “Please. Mud is so last week”
I work with a lot of Llamas and Horses.
Anon- Oooohhhh! you may well have it. I always suspected the llama was the "It" girl (boy?). Please elucidate on the working with the llamas and horses. Is this common in the heirarchy? Is it coat envy? The eyelashes? The spittle? Enquiring minds want to know! Please reply.
Best thing is when they're* in oestrus, thick strands of saliva hanging from their mouths. I'm told it's very attractive.
Oh oh! You didn't mention Fawlty Towers, have you watched it? It's brilliant! And 'Allo 'Allo? If you haven't, please rent it, it's fabulous! Re beer, er, me no so good w alcohol, me also big psoriasis, me more cokey sort? PO Fizzzzz Ahhhh. But hell, I'll bring everything, sounds like fun! Well then it's settled. Your continent or mine?
(* Blogosphere's infecting me, I actually typed "their" first. THEIR! I ask you. As I KEEP saying, SHOOT ME!)
L- Ew. So they lure you in with the big sleepy eyes and then they slime you? Devious. I have seen a few Faulty Towers but not enough to really get into it. I will put it on my list to rent. Currently running to all the Sex and the City episodes. Brilliant as well! OK, Coke for you, you can be designated driver for the store run. How about we meet in Australia or NZ? I've always wanted to go. You will know that the blogosphere has really gotten to you when you go all acronym KWIM? (shudder). And, sorry, still not shooting you.
I love both Fawlty Towers (Farty Trowels) and Mr. Bean. Two shows about men making fools of themselves--Mr. Bean is always losing his trousers. Very juvenile humor, I admit. It helps that they're British programs as well.
I should did take a while for me to start liking the Mr. Bean episodes, but I got hooked. I will say, however, that I do not care for Rowan Atkinson in any of his other endeavors (e.g., Black Adder).
I may have just passed Pharmacology - maybe. Hope so. If I never have to parrot the beta-lactams et al (ALL groups and ALL drugs), it won't be too soon. WHO cares what broad-spectrum helmintics there are? THAT'S WHY WE HAVE REFERENCE BOOKS! Gah.
Anyway, SEX AND THE CITY!!! Love it, love it, love it! Sadly, we're stuck in time here in Europe's armpit, so last thing I saw, they went to their gay friend's marriage to a woman and Miranda almost called Steve but then didn't and I WANT TO SEE MORE! I know C. goes to France blablabla and ends up w Big (thank God, that Adrian is a whiny little thing and NOT hot!)- but i need to see it don't I?
Designated driver, yes, that rings a commonly used bell. No worries. Austr and NZ sound good, but what abt some tropical island (NO death penalty)? Like Antigua, or Curacao, or or? SIGH.
Finally, this disrespect needs to stop. Whenever I come in I expect to see a new post. YES.
R- Ah, a discrepency. Thank God. I was worried we were doomed to just parrot to each other: "Braaak! I like that, too! I like that too!" Now we can broaden each other's tastes. I do like Black Adder and in the interest of furthering myself, will give Mr Bean an honest second try, just in honor of you. Did you ever see a holiday special, came out in 1999 or so, called "Bernard and the Genie". BBC. We taped it at the time and now transferred it to DVD (some day soon I will post all about Charles and his electronics gear addiction). Has R. Atkinson in it as a wonderfully devious art dealer. One of my favorites. And why is it so much funnier when the British lose their pants?
L- Dahling. Enormous congratulations on passing the evil pharmacology. For me, I only became conversant in things beta-lactam when I actually started using the damned things, now I speak as a native and can even quote from the works of Cephalosporin and make passable jokes in macrolide and quinolone. Given your aptitude, you will start dreaming in antibiotic in mere months. Don't say I didn't warn you. Fortunately, helminthics are a dialect I have managed to never need a working knowledge in. Every day I sing praises for clean water and cool climes. AAAHH! No more on SitC! Just fiinished season 4. No more. And yes, see it all. OK. You choose the sunny island with palm trees and I am there as long as no big or blood sucking bugs. Finally, I will write a dull post about what I have bought the last 2 days and my sweaty weekend plans. Just for you. Have a truly lovely evening of no study!
(Who said "passing"? I "wrote" it, we'll see.)
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