Last night I asked Mr. Kaos to stop by the local grocery for 1 very important reason (if I’m being honest 2 very important reasons).
Reason #1: It was sunny and gorgeous here yesterday and for some reason I wanted me a good ol’ Spring BBQ complete with grilled chicken and corn on the cob.
Reason #2: I drank the last cherry cola (2 of them were flat) and needed more before I had an early morning breakdown.
While he was at the store he found a great deal on something that we need like another whole in my head (for general reference there are a fair number of holes in my head already… I’m like Swiss cheese babies).
He was so excited he called me while leaving the store (a whole 12 blocks away) to tell me he got something so great I was going to burst. He wouldn’t tell me what but told me there were 2 (count them 2) of them and I was just going to be beside myself with joy. So joyous in fact that he asked me to come and stand in the front yard so I could receive my exciting Thursday evening surprise immediately upon his arrival. It was so good, so exciting it couldn’t even wait the 30 seconds for him to come through the door.
What was this joyous gift? Did he find amazing tropical vacations 2 for the price of one? A summer home and winter cottage all for the low low price of 19.99? No silly.
Can you even believe the love?
What this prompted though, not love, an illness. Mr. Kaos has a problem which I call the “they aren’t dead yet syndrome”
He thinks everyone in Hollywood is dead long before they actually pass. Bringing home two 70’s TV shows didn’t help. He recalled fondly watching them as a young man and then calmly said how sad it is that Robert Guillaume isn’t with us anymore.
CK: He’s not dead
MK: Yeah sweetie he died a few years ago
CK: You’re doing that thing where you think someone is dead
MK: No, he really is, look it up.
I did. He’s alive. I showed Mr. Kaos. He couldn’t believe it. I showed him right here . He voiced a video game this year for pete’s sake. He had to give in, I was right (again) he’s always thinking people are dead.
MK: What about Angie Dickinson?
CK: No honey, she’s not dead.
MK: Can you look it up?
Originally posted March 29, 2007