Maybe I'll just sit here and cry.
Wow, I'm going to make a terrible husband.
Well, yes. But not if you marry one of those strapping sexy competent women, like Aeryn Sun. Then they'll not be expecting a mouse- or spider-removal skills set.
I thought the movie was okay, but it bugged me that they felt they had to change her name to Brisby
WTFF?
If you liked
Mrs Frisby and the Rats of NIMH,
may I recommend Terry Pratchett's kids' book:
Maurice and His Amazing Educated Rodents?
It's set in the Diskworld, but it's not really a Diskworld Book, per se. And it's very much bouncing off the NIMH book. I giggled like a loon.
Posh Nosh!
Oh, fabulous - I only happened across that a couple of times, but I laughed my ass off. In fact, I had a
Posh Nosh
quotation as my tagline for ages:
Pure and well balanced, like a nun on a tightrope
(Richard E Grant's character describing the wine)
Oh, dear. Thank you, Hec. I don't think I'm ever sleeping again!
We have mice, but I've been assured that they're only in the basement. And they do treat for them. Plus, they wouldn't come all the way to the second floor. Nope. Not gonna happen. That river in Egypt sure is a nice one!
A friend of mine is a psychologist who works at NIMH. She saw the movie with her daughter, and bought her daughter the book (I don't think she herself read it), but never realized that NIMH was her NIMH until I told her.
Here's a photo to get you on the mouse's side: [link]
I hope you caught the mouse, P-C. I would have freaked out if it were me.
I definitely prefer mice to roaches. I don't care that much for mice, but my big problem with them is that they are so wee that when I see them moving in my peripheral vision, I think they are giant bugs and that freaks me out.
We had a mouse/mice in our old apartment. One was just the house mouse and couldn't really do much to deter it from hanging out, so we eventually just had to poison it. The other 2 that came in one day when it was snowing like 3 feet, were not as savvy with the layout of the house and we were very easily able to trap them and toss them out into the snow. They kept their distance after that. Heh.
Also, laughing at Hec's mousephobia incitings. Heh, again.
Back from a weekend of family madness, and while a bit exhausted and whatnot, I survived, which is always a good thing. Had an aunt come up to me and ask how I could deny Tom having children, when he was so good with them (Tom very much acts like a giant kid when around the niece and nephew, they love it). I was like, uh, this is the same dude who won't touch me for 2 weeks after young child interaction because
that's where they COME FROM!
I was a bit amused at the total tackiness of the question and discussion. Because this side of the family is tres gauche.
Yeah, I'd much rather have mice than roaches. Fortunately though, I have neither.
