C.: Well, I need to change out of these fancy clothes after my lunch date with Tucker and get ready for the Cat Skills Games. d.c. said that he would take my kittens and me to the arena in his truck. I guess he forgot what day it is, so I’ll just try to call him while I get dressed. While I’m doing that, I’ll let my mind wander and ask some rhetorical questions, like, “Was the guy who wrote Murphy’s law a genius, just really observant, or both? And was the person who wrote ‘Murphy Was an Optimist,’ an optometrist? (ring). That would be ironic, a pessimistic optometrist. (ring) And, “if being called a dog is an insult, why do people say someone is his or her ‘dog’ when they really like someone?” (ring). Also, “If a recipe calls for butter, and the cook substitutes Oleo, is that a hanging offense?” (ring).
d.c.’s voicemail is picking up, and I hear music coming from his house.
Oh, yes, I remember now. d.c. said that this is his wedding anniversary date. I don’t know how long he’s been married, but I gather it’s a lot more than two years. d.c. summoned his alter ego to sing for Eudora. I hope that nothing else happens before I call a ride share for my kittens and me to go to the arena for opening night at The Cat Skills Games. These neighborhoods with zero clearance leave little to the imagination!
Wise men say
Only fools, only fools rush in
Oh, but I, but I, I can't help falling in love with you
Shall I stay?
Would it be, would it be a sin?
If I can't help falling in love with you
Like a river flows
Surely to the sea
Darling, so it goes
Some things, you know, are meant to be
Take my hand
Take my whole life too
For I can"t help falling in love with you
For I can"t help falling in love with you
Yeah
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