So this is what two days off in a row feels like. My mental batteries
are starting to recharge, and I am mentally starting to string together
ideas that have nothing in common in order to try and be funny. And it
all started with a Saturday morning cartoon. Go figure.
I was putzing around the apartment Saturday
morning, flipping through channels on TV, when I fell upon something I
hadn't seen in years. People at work have heard me sing the theme song
before, "Up from the depths, 30 stories high, breathing fire and his
head in the sky." Yes on one of the obscure digital channels ( no
cable for me, as you all know) I found a rerun of the old Godzilla
cartoon. Let me say, it wasn't as good as when I was as a child.
People riding around on a boat, getting into trouble (Johnny Quest rip
off anyone) and as soon as they do, one guy presses a button on his belt
and Godzilla shows up and defeats the bad guys. Not exactly
Shakespeare is it?
Apparently that got embedded in my head, as well as the idea of Saturday
morning cartoons in general as I made my way out the door to do some
Christmas shopping. No real plan to my shopping mind you, I just picked a
mall and started browsing, if I saw something appropriate, I bought
it. So my sojourn saw me head into Bed, Bath and Beyond. I found a
couple of things there but when I went to check out I saw a pack of Scrub Daddies. For those not into Shark Tank, it was an idea pitched a
couple of years ago, it is a sponge that is a hard scrubber until it
gets warmer in water, then it just acts like a sponge. I had need of
such a device in my kitchen so I bought a pack for me, the only thing I
bought for myself the entire trip, killing the rumor that I am all about
me, even if that rumor is 100% true.
I finished up my Christmas shopping and went home to made dinner. While making
dinner I decided to open my package of Scrub Daddies, and they worked
just as advertised. Wet with cold or cool water they were all kinds of
scrubby hard, but as the water got warmer they got softer.
So I get up this morning, and on my way out the door I see the scrub
daddy on my counter, I grab it and feel that it has mostly dried out and
that it was once again hard. In science they call this the inverse
penis reaction, the warmer something gets the softer it gets. It also
works with snow, so next spring instead of the snow thawing, just look
at your kids and tell them to go outside and play in the snow before the
coming inverse penis reaction takes place.
I leave my house, doing a Sunday stroll over to the South Side so I could buy stuff to make Christmas dinner at work on Friday, or at least attempt to. And I started combining my Christmas trip with the Saturday morning cartoons, and I came up with a great idea for a Saturday
morning cartoon, The Inverse Penis Reaction Fun Hour. You could have
all of those cold super heroes and villains on it, starring Iceman and
Captain Cold. Anyone who gets weaker as they get warmer. Don't laugh,
you know you will watch.
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