Yep, it’s that time of the week again.
And by that time of the week, I mean I’m just assigning a special significance to the day since I think it sounds slightly better than, “Hey, dudes, it’s Thursday.”
Although, that does have some concise elocution to it.
Hey, dudes, it’s Thursday.
Yeah, I actually like that. We’ll go with that.
Anywho. . .
The reason I’m blathering on and basically just filling time is because we’re not here today. We’re over at Charlotte Parent today where I’m talking about ironing. No, not irony. Not Iron Man.
Yeah, well, so’s your mom! It’s really not as boring as it sounds. Or, if it is as boring as it sounds, I make some interesting noises during the column. So I’ve got that going for me.
A somber moment here before we close for the day. This week saw the passing of comedic great, Harold Ramis, age 69. Ramis was an actor, writer and director who was involved in some of the funniest movies ever committed to celluloid: Ghostbusters, Stripes, Caddyshack and Groundhog Day.
In honor of Mr. Ramis, a dude who was part of making me laugh so hard I yurked up most of a diet coke on my shoes, I’d like to offer the following quote, without comment:
“Are you, Alice, menstruating right now?”
Sort of says it all, yeah?
Thank you, Mr. Ramis.