Bimbos, Sushi, and Psycho Birds

Oh Well, It Was Only One of 24

Jack Bauer's daughter, Kim, returned in last night's episode of 24. I suspect that this character was removed from the regular cast a few seasons ago because she was so annoyingly stupid. Unfortunately, Kim did not grow a brain during her absence. (Of course, I am talking about the character "Kim," not the actress who plays her, Elisha Cuthbert.)

Killing Edgar off just about broke my heart, as well as Chloe's.

A show that can evoke such emotions in its followers -- heck, a show that has loyal followers who can't miss even one of 24 episodes -- obviously has great writers.

Sushi, Anyone?

Scroll down to see the "Smoked Worms and Coffee" sign from North Carolina. Didja ever stop to think that smoked worms must be for fish who don't like sushi? Think about it.

Love Birds

One summer we had the psycho-insomniac mockingbird from hell in our magnolia tree. Why psycho? He sang at night. All night. I normally enjoy hearing these birds, and after all, they are the State Bird of Texas. But they're a lot less enjoyable when you're trying to get some sleep. It is illegal to kill a mockingbird in this State (not that we would actually kill any bird.) But on a couple of those sleepless nights, Tom went outside, got the waterhose, and sprayed the little begger. Finally, the psycho bird went off to sing at someone else. I feel kinda bad about that. The reason mockingbirds sing at night is because they have lost, or cannot find, a mate.

Well, now we have a psycho love bird. Her mate died, and the other two love birds in the aviary ignore her. Lisa hasn't taken to chirping all night, yet. Just during the day. Like when you're trying to read or write or hear the television or talk on the phone or to each other or to yourself or listen to music. Especially if you are trying to listen to music, because then all three birds start chirping. (BTW, they prefer Mozart to Wagner, and they think that the beeper on the microwave is another bird, so they keep calling to it.) I can't say that Lisa sings, exactly. It's more like ... ranting. She gets on these rants and won't quit. Spraying her with the garden hose won't stop the problem. Besides, it's an indoor aviary.