Crazy Like a Fox (This is an actual phrase, people.)

July 28, 2010

Friends,

I had written you this whole post about how my Facebook news feed was horribly messed up and not showing me new posts, and how I was missing out on the lunch updates of random people I barely knew in high school, and how it was so frustrating that I was going to quit the Internets and sue Facebook for emotional damages. But now it’s fixed. So I will not write you that post.

The other day in my workout class, I pretended that it would be a good idea to use the 27-pound body bar — the heaviest one available. I used it for lifting and for lunges and for accidentally smacking people next to me in the shoulder. Turns out that using this bar was a bad plan. My neck/shoulders are now broken and I will need to go to my physical therapist right quick. Also, I found it cute that the very pregnant woman in front of me seemed to be handling the 27-pound bar with no problem at all. I think she is rude.

Have you guys heard of the Flavia de Luce mystery series by Alan Bradley? Well, you have now! These books are so great! The first one in the series is called The Sweetness at the Bottom of the Pie. Isn’t that the best title ever? (Also, I would suddenly like some pie. Raspberry, preferably. Someone please get on that.) Anyway, it was such a fun mystery read about a little girl who loves chemistry and being a detective. You guys, this was totally me when I was little! Except for the chemistry stuff. But I did want to be a girl detective. I even made my cousin and brother start an agency with me (Tech Care Inc.). Unfortunately, we didn’t have many cases. As in, zero. We spent a lot of  time twiddling our thumbs in our office (also known as a closet). There were just not enough unsolved mysteries in our parents’ living rooms!

Anyhoos, Jacster sent me the second book in the series, The Weed That Strings the Hangman’s Bag. I love it already. It is so very clever and it’s set in the 50s in England, and you know how I love all things from the days of yore. And yesteryear. (As does Rachel Green.) Anyway, I know I am rambling, but in conclusion, I think you should read these books because they are cute and fun and have girl detectives and good titles. The end.

So, remember how I mentioned that shifty fox who lives in my neighborhood? I hate him. Or her. Or them. (Because, honestly, there could be forty foxes living in my neighborhood. Pretty sure they would all look alike to me.) Anyway, THE fox, as I like to call it, screams at night. And screams at 5 a.m., right outside my window. Also, I have looked outside while it is screaming. It isn’t fighting anything. It isn’t under attack. It isn’t injured. It is just screaming. For the fun of it. And who knew that foxes screamed? I didn’t, but let me tell you that they do. That is the only way to describe it. Screaming. At 5 a.m. In my driveway. Right below my formerly sleeping head. I’m ’bout to buy me a shotgun and silence the screaming forever. Although, I would just end up accidentally shooting myself in the arm or something, and that fox would just laugh and scream right in my face.

One last boring thing before I end this profoundly boring post. I was recently hosting a meeting for Axis, in which we discussed some worldview-type things. We were considering asking students what their favorite television show was, basically to see if what we say we believe lines up with how we live. (For example, if I say I follow the principles of Jesus, does how I spend my money, what I watch, what I listen to, and how I talk line up with the principles of Jesus?) But then Blake, who is the smartest guy I know, pointed out that people can have very different reasons for liking certain shows. For example, two people might say that their favorite show is “The Simpsons.” But these two people could have very different thoughts about that show. One might like that Homer is a buffoon and Bart is snarky. Another might like it for its frequent social commentary. I’m not sure if any of this is making sense, but basically, I was reminded that it is easy to judge or make assumptions based on a small bit of knowledge, but it is always worth digging deeper to see why someone likes or dislikes or approves or disapproves of something. The answer could surprise you, and you may learn something about people. (Umm, after writing that last sentence, I feel like a “The More You Know” public service announcement logo should flash across this post, don’t you? And so it shall.)

OK, sorry for that, because I think what I just wrote about worldview stuff was really confusing. But if not, what is your favorite show and why? You already know about mine and why, and I miss it so very much, so don’t make me talk about it anymore or I will get sad. (Sawyer, please come back!) Who am I kidding? I am willing to talk about LOST anytime, anywhere.

Alrighty, folks. I must be going. I hope you just have a delightful day and find some mysteriously mysterious mysteries to solve. (Call me if you do. I’ve been wanting to solve a mystery forever!)

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6 Responses to “Crazy Like a Fox (This is an actual phrase, people.)”

  1. Matthew said

    Per this post’s title: No it is not. Uh-uh.

  2. Rebekah Largent said

    I totally want to read those books now! Thanks for sharing. My sisters and I started a detective agency ourselves with some neighbors, and we had a much cooler name: Kids of Conquest (KOC). We were awesome and probably solved one mystery.

  3. Lindy said

    One time when we were in a random park in London, sitting on a bench, a fox stole Josh’s backpack right out from under the bench. Crazy. Like a Fox.

  4. denisemorris said

    @Rebekah: Yes, your detective agency name is much cooler than mine. I am jealous. You should definitely read those books!

    Exactly, Lindy. Exactly. They are shifty.

  5. brbruce said

    Just thought I’d mention that I currently love Drop Dead Diva on lifetime. Seriously, it’s shocking how cute and funny it is. But really, who comes up with these ideas? Like…hmm…Let’s write a TV show about a cute skinny ditzy girl who dies but pushes a button and comes back as a curvy lawyer and then her old boyfriend happens to join the firm she works at? Brilliance!!

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