Thursday, January 21, 2010

the end is near

Remember the ubiquitous New Yorker cartoons showing the scraggle-bearded, be-sandaled gloomster carrying the sign which reads, "the end is near"? Well, I is he. Minus the scraggly beard, the sandals and the gloom. My blessed boneman is removing my cast this coming Monday! However, for now, due to residual limp-wristedness, I won't be able to play the violin. But as Groucho, eyebrows twitching and cigar twiddling, would ask, "But could she play the violin before?"

Please celebrate with me by enjoying the following YouTube:


Melinda said...

You've made my day, SamArtDog! Love, love, love. Sometimes I forget that. I'll try to link your post on my blog to pass it on. Really good.

I knew someone who could quote gobs of Groucho Marx movie lines. Loved Groucho. So, here's something to balance out your euphoria...because you make me laugh so..

Limitations are not your style, I can tell.

p. s. Sorry about the travel mix up. Someday. Someday Hawaii!

SamArtDog said...

penguins fly like birds underwater --- blub, blub.

loriann said...

Yay Monday!
Loved the link.Thanks also for the save the animals of Haiti link too.

Anonymous said...

Can goosebumps still stand up under a cast? I don't have a cast but get goosebumps listening to and watching that.
I love that video and think the entire population needs to have that piped in to their pods, phones, flat screens and cerebellums.
By decree.

And unlike Groucho, would want to belong to a club that had us as members.

SamArtDog said...

Glad y'all liked the video; pass it around!

As for goosebumps, just by standing up under the cast, the little darlin's scratch what itches. Ahhhhh...

Jala Pfaff said...

"The Boneman"! Sounds like a Stephen King novel. Well, is the limp wrist now naked?