Yi-pi-yi-ay, Yi-pi-yi-o
Rubbed against something the wrong way during the night or something…the area of my back near the shoulder blades has a pesky itch that could only be purged by a nice scalding shower.
It has me wondering what would come through that spot on my skin.. wings? How huge a span would I need to get off of the ground? I figure it’d have to be at least 45 feet or something… I’m over 6 feet tall and my bones are hardly hollow.
Somehow, I’d be more likely to expect Zim/Otto Octavious-style manipulators and extensor-legs.
It’s going to be tricky, avoiding all the chocolate next week.
Doing my annual viewing of the Ten Commandments, some of the best scenes (snake-staff, for one) were interrupted by news of Miami fires, possibly deliberately set. I hope no one was hurt, or lost homes as a result of those. I really think that they could’ve picked a better-named spokeswoman for Miami-Dade Fire Rescue than Vicki Burns. There was a haze off in the distance, but I couldn’t smell smoke from here.
Back to the movie… When I was a boy, I thought that the Hebrews leaving behind Moses should have had elephants, for some reason. Horses in Egypt always struck me as odd; I figured that they’d just use camels for everything, or oxen to pull the bigger things. I wonder now what camel meat tastes like… man eats ox all the time, and horse now and then… is camel considered a domestic food?