Saturday
The Coffee Lady sent me this.
I'd never seen funny Hugh Laurie.
This is the funniest I've ever seen him:
I haven't been outside yet but it's possible the awful humidity has broken and it's 75. This, my friends, is news.
Across the street and behind another building there is a cell tower (as romantic as that may sound). At the top of the cell tower there is a hawk's nest. In the hawk's nest, according to Oldest (a great lover/observer of suburban wildlife) there are baby hawks (hawklets?) and these baby hawks do not shut up. While I greatly look forward to opening all of our windows (and today may finally be the day!) I hear their incessant noise and cringe. Yes, yes, it is amazing that a couple of hawks live across the street from us but you'd whinge too if your neighbors were this noisy.
Word from the big boys?
Back from dinner out, Middle texted that Oldest was "silly" and ordered The Death Sauce on his wings.
I recommended Rolaids.
No storm. Not even a breeze. Pitiful. Tis the season, though.
I'd never seen funny Hugh Laurie.
This is the funniest I've ever seen him:
I haven't been outside yet but it's possible the awful humidity has broken and it's 75. This, my friends, is news.
Across the street and behind another building there is a cell tower (as romantic as that may sound). At the top of the cell tower there is a hawk's nest. In the hawk's nest, according to Oldest (a great lover/observer of suburban wildlife) there are baby hawks (hawklets?) and these baby hawks do not shut up. While I greatly look forward to opening all of our windows (and today may finally be the day!) I hear their incessant noise and cringe. Yes, yes, it is amazing that a couple of hawks live across the street from us but you'd whinge too if your neighbors were this noisy.
Word from the big boys?
Back from dinner out, Middle texted that Oldest was "silly" and ordered The Death Sauce on his wings.
I recommended Rolaids.
No storm. Not even a breeze. Pitiful. Tis the season, though.
Comments
And, you HAVE TO READ HIS BOOK. Because his writing is more hysterical than his performances as an actor.
We have a soda-can-sized screech owl causing the same problem in our 'hood--only all night instead of all day. I hope you get a balmy, gusty day soon.
Ok. One summer we rented an adorably decorated tiny cottage right on Beach Road half a mile from Nauset. A dream! Until we discovered that a very large hawk took up residence on a telephone pole in the yard every day from 8 a.m. to 5 (must be a union thing) and SCREECHED. GODDAMM HAWK was the mantra of the week.
Glad that Earl gave you a break. Hope the hawks do, too. (Scolding chipmunks are equally annoying here.)
Hugh Laurie in Sense and Sensibility. (Plus your other fave, Alan Rickman, is in it). He is very obnoxious, quite funny, in a sad sort of way. And the other is Pale Male, the movie about the red-tailed hawk that lives/ed in Manhattan. Those are actually two of my very favorite films.
jbhat
Or on Black Adder?
*S*E*R*I*O*U*S*L*Y* ????
This must be rectified immediately, if not sooner.
Have you come across musical Hugh yet?
It's good stuff. I once described the show to my Mom as Monty Python's illegitimate son.