I have been serious the past few days. It happens sometimes when I return from the US to Honduras. I think everyone in the US who can should spend a few days or week in a developing country to appreciate your affluence.
However, I like to laugh, too. Today is devoted to fragments from the week, and hopefully, more lighthearted fare. One thing I enjoy is satire, especially of the horror classics. Occasionally I enjoy a good zombie flick or comedy/horror movie. Here are a few imagined satirical scenarios from my week.
Fragment No. 1 Battle of the Living Ants. My house has been invaded by miniature ants. They are nearly invisible but I feel the litte buggers crawling over my body. They reproduce on Raid, I believe. The only thing that works is to apply water and bleach solution to all hard surfaces in the house. It scares them away for a few days. Then. . . when one is attempting to enjoy a late night flick, they creep back. They don't seem to bite much. Just like to creep over my sleepy body.
Fragment No. 2 The Disappearing Postman. Once again, I was reminded to pay my internet bill this week by the absence of service. I don't receive a cable or internet bill because the post system collapsed decades ago. Could they send the bill via email? Nope. One must keep track of the day the bill is due, and then one must make haste to the nearest office because sometimes they cut off service a few days early. Yup. 'Tis true. This week I waited in line behind 15 sad individuals to pay my bill. Be grateful to receive your gumbo refills because I spend precious time in line in order to keep these missives coming your way. If the government wanted to employ people, they could hire postal workers. But no........
Fragment No. 3 Death by Dawn Deluge. We had serious flooding in Central America lately that left over 100 people dead. No laughing matter, that is. However, Tegucigalpa was strangely unaffected except by the annoyance of daily light rain for almost 2 weeks. That's not a deluge that will kill me. What will threaten my existence is my own plumbing. I may die one early morning on a Monday, Wednesday or Friday. Why those days? Those are the days that the city releases water into my tank that services my house. And they have a sadistic side, those city workers. The pressure is severe enough that the water tops the tanks of my toilets, even upstairs. If I am sleeping soundly, I am concerned that the water will overflow the bathroom and drown me in my bed. One must jump when you hear the pipes groan, and one must turn off all toilets. Or the worse may happen.
Fragment No. 4 You Tube find of the week. As I mentioned, I love horror spoofs. Long ago, I watched this short satire of Night of the Living Dead. Spoiler alert! Don't be afraid of this satire. The bread doesn't win in the end, thanks to trusty toasters!
However, I like to laugh, too. Today is devoted to fragments from the week, and hopefully, more lighthearted fare. One thing I enjoy is satire, especially of the horror classics. Occasionally I enjoy a good zombie flick or comedy/horror movie. Here are a few imagined satirical scenarios from my week.
Fragment No. 1 Battle of the Living Ants. My house has been invaded by miniature ants. They are nearly invisible but I feel the litte buggers crawling over my body. They reproduce on Raid, I believe. The only thing that works is to apply water and bleach solution to all hard surfaces in the house. It scares them away for a few days. Then. . . when one is attempting to enjoy a late night flick, they creep back. They don't seem to bite much. Just like to creep over my sleepy body.
Fragment No. 2 The Disappearing Postman. Once again, I was reminded to pay my internet bill this week by the absence of service. I don't receive a cable or internet bill because the post system collapsed decades ago. Could they send the bill via email? Nope. One must keep track of the day the bill is due, and then one must make haste to the nearest office because sometimes they cut off service a few days early. Yup. 'Tis true. This week I waited in line behind 15 sad individuals to pay my bill. Be grateful to receive your gumbo refills because I spend precious time in line in order to keep these missives coming your way. If the government wanted to employ people, they could hire postal workers. But no........
Fragment No. 3 Death by Dawn Deluge. We had serious flooding in Central America lately that left over 100 people dead. No laughing matter, that is. However, Tegucigalpa was strangely unaffected except by the annoyance of daily light rain for almost 2 weeks. That's not a deluge that will kill me. What will threaten my existence is my own plumbing. I may die one early morning on a Monday, Wednesday or Friday. Why those days? Those are the days that the city releases water into my tank that services my house. And they have a sadistic side, those city workers. The pressure is severe enough that the water tops the tanks of my toilets, even upstairs. If I am sleeping soundly, I am concerned that the water will overflow the bathroom and drown me in my bed. One must jump when you hear the pipes groan, and one must turn off all toilets. Or the worse may happen.
Fragment No. 4 You Tube find of the week. As I mentioned, I love horror spoofs. Long ago, I watched this short satire of Night of the Living Dead. Spoiler alert! Don't be afraid of this satire. The bread doesn't win in the end, thanks to trusty toasters!
Even though I am less serious in this blog post, I am serious about the poor, the unreached, the needy in the world. Pray for me. I will be praying for you that God will help you find someone who needs your help today.
This post is linked to Friday Fragments over at Mrs. 4444's blog, Half-Past Kissin' Time.
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