Because she still loves me and I love her

While watching “Twilight”, Nooney was busy trying not to quote the dialogue of her 12th viewing line-by-line.  Yes, that was a one followed by a two, 12.  She is also a notorious talker/spoiler of movies.  It usually begins with her saying something that happens a few minutes later in the film, like telling the future of the film, including: quoting a character before he/she/it ever says the line (pre-quoting, maybe?), telling us to “watch ’cause something’s really important is about to happen (it could actually be 30 minutes later when it does), or even leaking a surprise plot twist; she’s an equal opportunity movie-ruiner.  Normally I have no clue what she’s talking about, since whatever was said doesn’t make sense until it starts to vaguely resemble what is happening on screen.  By that time it’s already too late.  To avoid all of the possibilites listed above, she was put on “mute” for the next 120 minutes before I ever “play”.  Yeah, I’m that person, the one who puts on subtitles even when alone just in case I don’t hear something clearly.

Perhaps to keep herself focused on something other than her urge to quote every-single-line, she busied herself with drawing names and coloring.

After the movie she handed me two sheets of paper:

Then she asked, “Juicy, are you gonna put these on your computer?”

Knowing that she was asking me to put them on the site, I said, “Yes, Nooney.  I will scan and post them later.”

“Okay, cool!!”  She smiled and skipped away.

Ah, eleven-year-olds.

JuicyK is Officially “Twitterpated”

When I think of the word “twitter”, quotes from “Bambie” always comes to mind:

Flower: [about two birds fluttering around] Well! What’s the matter with them?
Thumper: Why are they acting that way?
Friend Owl: Why, don’t you know? They’re twitterpated.
Flower, Bambi, Thumper: Twitterpated?
Friend Owl: Yes. Nearly everybody gets twitterpated in the springtime. For example: You’re walking along, minding your own business. You’re looking neither to the left, nor to the right, when all of a sudden you run smack into a pretty face. Woo-woo! You begin to get weak in the knees. Your head’s in a whirl. And then you feel light as a feather, and before you know it, you’re walking on air. And then you know what? You’re knocked for a loop, and you completely lose your head!
Thumper: Gosh, that’s awful.
Flower: Gee whiz.
Bambi: Terrible!
Friend Owl: And that ain’t all. It could happen to anyone, so you’d better be careful.
[points at Bambi]
Friend Owl: It could happen to you…
[points at Thumper]
Friend Owl: … or you, or even…
[Flower looks at Owl shyly]
Friend Owl: Yes, it could even happen to you!
Thumper: Well, it’s not gonna happen to me.
Bambi: Me neither.
Flower: Me neither.

Maybe it never happened to them, but it has happened to millions of people.  Thanks to Jason and his literal interpretation of our deal, it happened to me too.  I officially joined Twitter.

On the Glass Wall

For those of you not into museums or exploring what your city, town, or even backyard have to offer, then I encourage you to venture out a little and explore a new place.  See what there is to be seen.  It’s worth it.

Promise.

Both the video and the pictures were taken at the Cockrell Butterfly Center or Brown Hall of Entomology in the Houston Museum of Natural Science.