Okay, so my brother did the funniest thing last night, and I just had to share this.
So I just happened to walk by his computer, and noticed that he was watching Family Guy on it. I paused and looked, and then proceeded to tease him a bit. I don't know why we tease him when he watches Family Guy, but that's just how it is, and we don't question it. Anyway, I said something like, "you're watching Family Guy?" in a teasing tone, though we both knew it wasn't a question, instead more of a statement. And of course, he tries to hide a smile, and then denies it completely. This is not a surprise, 'cause he tries to deny things that we all know he can't deny all the time. Just like my mum taught us when we were little, if he got chocolate all over his face from eating it, he would just come out and say, "I didn't have any chocolate", when we all knew he was lying.
Anyway, after his denial, I continued to tease, "then what's that?" I asked, pointing at the screen where he had paused the video. He said it was an image, not a video. And, "oh, is that a Family Guy image? I wouldn't know, I never watched it before." He barely holds back his laughter then, and I burst out without even trying to hold it, and ask, "then how come I heard the Family Guy theme song through your earphones?" He starts giggling like we were little again, and I know I've got him there. I mean, there was no way he could deny that. But true to his nature, he tries anyway. "That's called 'brain image-sound matrixing'. It's when your brain sees an image it recognizes, and it makes you hear a sound to go with the image." He said, nodding his head knowingly and then bursting out into laughter. I of course laughed my fool butt off too, but that goes without saying. I mean, really. Wouldn't you laugh if someone said something so ridiculous to you and pretended it was real? And this isn't the first (or last, I hope) time that he's made something up like this just to tease me. In fact, now that I think of it, he probably got that from our dad, who makes crap up to tease us all the time. Like the other day, my bro made us all breakfast, and took it to us and everything, and then brought us all drinks. We found this unusual, to say the least. I mean, he's nice and he helps us with meals sometimes, but it's a true rarity to have him make us all a meal by himself. So naturally, we all thought that perhaps he wanted something. And we couldn't figure out what he wanted, and that's what scared us. And everything new he brought us, our worries intensified and then we started thinking that whatever it was must cost a fortune or something. So when he comes in and sits down with his own food, we all find ourselves staring at him, waiting for the other shoe to drop. He starts laughing and says, "what?" And we ask him what does he want. He denies wanting anything, just saying that he wanted to be nice and give us breakfast. That's when my dad chimes in and says that my bro was only being nice to confuse us, and that we just got brain ninja'd. And this is my point exactly: My dad and bro come up with the weirdest crap at the most random of moments. But of course, I shouldn't be talkin', 'cause I do the same darned thing, all the time. I can't even count how many strange accents I throw into conversations at random moments, or how many times I brain ninja my family, or come up with a dorky knew character, or run around the room screaming something completely random and acting like a total crazy person in one day. Hell, my bro was nice enough to serve me a piece of chocolate cream pie the other night (made using Jello chocolate pudding), and then he brought me a glass of milk with a straw, and again I turned that into a joke. Now, to give a little background, I have this ongoing joke where I tease that some day I'll be in an insane asylum, and that I'll be happy there as long as I have my padded walls and chocolate pudding. So naturally, when he brings me pudding pie and milk with a straw, I insert my crazy girl voice and say, "yay, I'm all ready to go! I got my pudding, and my milk with a straw, so I can drink it even if I'm wearing my straight jacket!"
Yeah...Okay so maybe some day I will be in a crazy joint, and then y'all will be reading a blog written by a crazy girl livin' in a crazy joint...And now I'm rambling about being a crazy girl in a crazy joint posting a crazy blog while still in the crazy joint where I and everyone around me are all crazy!
At least I'll have my pudding.
Blog ya later, Miss Eccentric.
P.S. In case you don't know what the heck "acain" means, it's the Gaelic (Scottish) equivalent of a sigh of annoyance. Random, yes. But funny, so it was worth it.
I lied. This is not, in fact, a "directory" as the title above might suggest...This is merely a warning of what you might find on this blog. I believe I have already warned you of the insane ramblings archived in this blog, but I must say, if you are not prepared for the tomfooleries that can be found here, you might just want to close this tab, shut your computer down, and walk away slowly in order to keep your OWN sanity in check. Fair warning >;)