Phrases that will bring a conversation to a screeching halt, part 1:
But that did remind me of something else -- the last post about meeting Dave Aikins at Wizard had me searching for Deane. No real good links, but apparently he's a brain scientist (I knew that part) who specializes in Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder. That specialty can probably be attributed directly to Ms. CoolP, who caused much fear and trembling when she blindsided him when her father came to visit:
I'm planning to visit Wendy in Montana at the end of September. She mentioned that there probably wouldn't be snow on the ground then. Which reminded me of seeing Seven Brides for Seven Brothers a couple of years ago at Casa Monaghan. (What -- the Monaghans like musicals.) So -- ok, spoiler ahead, if you care about such things -- the basic plot is that these six frontier mountain men kidnap six town girls so they can have wives (the seventh brother legitimately got a town girl for a wife.) They take the town girls up through a snow-covered pass, covering their mouths and preventing them from making any noise, and when they get through the pass, they let the girls scream, which causes an avalanche. Now the town girls' rescuers can't get through the pass.
So the guys and girls are trapped at the Mountain Man frontier compound, and there's some singing, and some dream ballets, and the men learn their lesson and become gentlemen, and the girls fall in love with them. The one non-kidnapped, legit wife has a baby, and when the snow melts and the town families come to rescue their daughters, the daughters don't want to be rescued. The town families hear the baby crying, and the town girls all claim the baby as their own. So instead of rescuing the town girls, the town fathers force a shotgun wedding. Happy ending, right?
My response: Can't any of those town fathers count? I mean, no way in hell were they snowed in for nine months, were they?
According to Wendy, in Montana, it's possible. Apparently, there are some passes that are impassible, as it were, for 10 months. Ten months! Who the hell lives like that? Who the hell would do that to themselves?
Wendy laughed. Apparently, I'm not designed for the West. I'm a city girl something fierce.
As to why I’m disputing the logic in a movie with spontaneous singing, dream ballets and a woman named Dorcas (played by Catwoman! Go figure.)... well, that's another thing entirely.
I never claimed I made sense.
I was just talking to my shrink about you the other day...Sorry, LLCoolP. It was good stuff, I promise!
But that did remind me of something else -- the last post about meeting Dave Aikins at Wizard had me searching for Deane. No real good links, but apparently he's a brain scientist (I knew that part) who specializes in Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder. That specialty can probably be attributed directly to Ms. CoolP, who caused much fear and trembling when she blindsided him when her father came to visit:
CoolP: Hey, Dad, Deane was interested in hearing about your vasectomy!Then there was the jingle, sung to the tune of the hairdressing song from The Wizard of Oz:
Deane: Huh?
Mr. CoolP: Sure, Deane, what do you want to know?
Deane: Gahhhhhhh....
[sung sweetly]A snip snip here, clip clip thereCollege was fun! And no, I have idea why CoolP and I didn't date more. Weird.
a couple of lah-di-dahs
That's how we pass the day away
[cue demonic voice]
At CoolP's vasectomy clinic!
I'm planning to visit Wendy in Montana at the end of September. She mentioned that there probably wouldn't be snow on the ground then. Which reminded me of seeing Seven Brides for Seven Brothers a couple of years ago at Casa Monaghan. (What -- the Monaghans like musicals.) So -- ok, spoiler ahead, if you care about such things -- the basic plot is that these six frontier mountain men kidnap six town girls so they can have wives (the seventh brother legitimately got a town girl for a wife.) They take the town girls up through a snow-covered pass, covering their mouths and preventing them from making any noise, and when they get through the pass, they let the girls scream, which causes an avalanche. Now the town girls' rescuers can't get through the pass.
So the guys and girls are trapped at the Mountain Man frontier compound, and there's some singing, and some dream ballets, and the men learn their lesson and become gentlemen, and the girls fall in love with them. The one non-kidnapped, legit wife has a baby, and when the snow melts and the town families come to rescue their daughters, the daughters don't want to be rescued. The town families hear the baby crying, and the town girls all claim the baby as their own. So instead of rescuing the town girls, the town fathers force a shotgun wedding. Happy ending, right?
My response: Can't any of those town fathers count? I mean, no way in hell were they snowed in for nine months, were they?
According to Wendy, in Montana, it's possible. Apparently, there are some passes that are impassible, as it were, for 10 months. Ten months! Who the hell lives like that? Who the hell would do that to themselves?
Wendy laughed. Apparently, I'm not designed for the West. I'm a city girl something fierce.
As to why I’m disputing the logic in a movie with spontaneous singing, dream ballets and a woman named Dorcas (played by Catwoman! Go figure.)... well, that's another thing entirely.
I never claimed I made sense.
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