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Wednesday, December 12, 2007

This is scary.

Back when Phil Hartman was on Saturday Night Live doing his Obsessive Compulsive Whatever (cook, carpenter, etc.) I didn't think those routines were funny. I knew and lived with someone like that. I didn't get it.
And when I was over in France, some French friends went to see Wayne's World--maybe the second one, but it doesn't matter. One of the girls thought it was a delightfully surreal commentary, too exaggerated to be based in reality.
"But I know people like that!" I insisted. "Really! Who live in their parents' basements and work at fast food jobs! Who play hockey in the street!"

Same applies here. Eek. Mark Shea calls it "huh-larious," but he doesn't have to live with it.
I love you, my husband.

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3 Comments:

At 9:50 AM, Blogger Kasia said...

Yeah, I don't think it's funny either. I'm in the midst of thinning out my giant library of unread books (and partly-read books, and books-read-years-ago-and-not-touched-since) to start making room for The Canuck's books and desk come 2009. It ain't fun.

And I always have the BEST intentions!!!

 
At 10:42 AM, Blogger Melanie B said...

I think it's hilarious... but then I was always pretty good at laughing at myself. I guess Dom might not think it's funny. He has to live with me. And my books. He certainly was not amused when we moved this summer.

"So the books keep piling up. First, every inch of every bookshelf is filled. After that, the books are stacked up on top of the bookcases. Then books are placed sideways in front of the books on the shelves. Books get stacked up on chairs, under side tables, on the floor in corners, even under the bed or dresser. They accumulate in boxes and in every nook and cranny in the house."

Ouch. When did she peek into my living room?

I haven't yet got to the "alcoholic phase", sneaking the books into the house in brown paper wrappers.

But boy does this sound familiar: "The final stage of this disease is the legacy phase. The bibliophile convinces himself that he is accumulating a library for his children, the local public library, or the boys' prep school he attended. 'Yeah, that's the ticket. I am doing it for the children.'"

 
At 7:00 PM, Blogger Kristina said...

I think it is totally funny. But, I agree with Melanie that I can laugh at myself! I made sure that we had a room that could function as a library when we moved into our house. I've been coming up with cool ways and places to put book shelves. But, hubby says we're not having bookshelves all over the house. What a spoil sport.

 

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