Some say 'Familiarity breeds contempt', the more you know a person, the more you dislike them, or not? For some, by not knowing a person, or even themselves, it enables them to load others up with a world of expectations, only to have their hopes and dreams, some false shattered
Caruso looked up from the half empty shell of roast Chicken, that was in the process of meeting it's roast chicken fate, his eyes moved to the statue, Maria to be specific, for what other statue had ever captivated a man of 35 years old, for god's sake his hands were clamming up, his breaths were becoming shallow, must have been something to do with the food he thought as Benny, ate a chocolate and chicken sandwich, noting out of the ordinary there, or so it seemed?
Could it have been down to good old fashioned love at first sight? Who knows what goes on inside the mind of a chicken farmer? Do you need to know that he was once an altar boy? Not even he could tell you the feeling he was experiencing, one thing that could be said is he was hooked and like a fish being reeled in, not that he put up a struggle, it was akin to the myth of a Koi fish from Japan, when on the chopping block, it knows it's going to Koi heaven, it does not struggle, it accepts it's fate, not like the chickens that met their untimely deaths on his chopping block, but that dear reader is but another story
Leaving Benny to devour the rest of the hap hazard feast on the floor, Caruso stood up and walked over to the statue to gain a better view point, keeping eye contact with Maria, something was familiar sure, that was the strange thing, but he wasn't so sure, what he did see was some writing at the base bust, so he did what any inquisitive hot blooded male would do, he maneuvered his head for a closer inspection, by way of standing on a rickety brown chair, that had seen better days
Why the chair was probably older than Jesus, but none of that mattered, his curiosity was burning after threatening to spontaneously combust, and only the words carved in stone, displayed up above would quench his insatiable thirst for this precious knowledge, curiosity killed the cat and Magoo's cat senses were tuned to the frequency of roast chicken 104.8 FM
The human mind when reading, only reads the first and last letter of a word, when interpreting the meaning of a word, if the first letter and last letter is in the right place, the word can be understood, spelling mistakes, enlightened people might feel compelled tell to impart to you, well there are no spelling mistakes, your words, mistakes and all are unique to you, your words are as unique as your finger print, spell check is a tool that cleanses your paragraphs of any trace that you were there and who would want to do that?
'Oh Miraa, waht ttruh, setcres are ceoitnnad biehnd yuor eeys, i'ts lkie yo'uve ceptruad my suol and i hvae csat off, slniiag the saes of my suol', he whispered to himself as he came closer
The words he sought were carved in stone, 'Countess Von Coco', interesting thought Caruso as he peered into the Countess's eyes as if to try and unlock or gleam information contained, not that he could tell the the eye color or anything mysterious, after all the bust was marble
He shifted his feet to inform Benny, of his remarkable discovery, maybe it could have been the excess of feasting bouncing around in his belly that made the front leg of the rickety chair give way, maybe not? Call it fate if you like? What we do know is, Caruso spent the next 2 seconds pondering the life and times of this new lady, who was she? Would the internet shed any light on this mysterious lady? Where did she come from?
There were so many questions, to be answered and even more to be posed, serendipity had popped it's head into his life, he felt like his luck was changing and now his uneventful life flashed before his eyes while plummeting to the grounded (who said he couldn't multi task?)
Thoughts of his first chicken kill, walking home in the rain from school, that time that he thought he invented masturbation, the first time he saw the blue blue sea to watching monkeys having sex in the zoo, all these events that made him the man, to the bear market decent in the world of trivial events, it was a day of extreme high and lows
A decent in the world, aided by gravity and a belly full of crackers, cheese, bread, chicken and chocolate, the meal lacked the usual zest of coco cola, is there not always room for improvement?
But dear reader, it was his first day in his new home and beggars couldn't be choosers and after all, he didn't like to sweat the small stuff, which was nice to say to yourself in a mirror while you gun down the highway in a red Honda civic, in theory, but it didn't really translate in practice, not if saw a grown man throwing tofu burgers from the fridge freezer at a passing duck with part suspicion, part disgust (and what percentage is anybody guess?)
After all, who wants some exotic disease, and two ducks ran for cover from incoming tofu
As the ground now approached like a speeding train, the pattern of the wooden floor came closer into view, 'Defiantly Oak flooring', Caruso grunted before passing out, a loud crash and thud startled Mr Magoo from deep concentration, or maybe it was a form of cat meditation?
Up until now the sole feline focus was acquiring any of the chicken being consumed in his homestead by these intruders, this would be his chance he reflected, not a bad day after all, Magoo had never seen humans such as these and it would be quite some time before he would again
As he moved closer now, in a sort of hesitant first aid capacity, Benny was forced to choose eating the remainder of the roast chicken over helping his best friend and selecting a drum stick, just to help him calm his nerves.
'Eureka' whispered Magoo as he moved closer to his dinner, although how a cat could quote Archimedes is anybody's guess?
Caruso looked up from the half empty shell of roast Chicken, that was in the process of meeting it's roast chicken fate, his eyes moved to the statue, Maria to be specific, for what other statue had ever captivated a man of 35 years old, for god's sake his hands were clamming up, his breaths were becoming shallow, must have been something to do with the food he thought as Benny, ate a chocolate and chicken sandwich, noting out of the ordinary there, or so it seemed?
Could it have been down to good old fashioned love at first sight? Who knows what goes on inside the mind of a chicken farmer? Do you need to know that he was once an altar boy? Not even he could tell you the feeling he was experiencing, one thing that could be said is he was hooked and like a fish being reeled in, not that he put up a struggle, it was akin to the myth of a Koi fish from Japan, when on the chopping block, it knows it's going to Koi heaven, it does not struggle, it accepts it's fate, not like the chickens that met their untimely deaths on his chopping block, but that dear reader is but another story
Leaving Benny to devour the rest of the hap hazard feast on the floor, Caruso stood up and walked over to the statue to gain a better view point, keeping eye contact with Maria, something was familiar sure, that was the strange thing, but he wasn't so sure, what he did see was some writing at the base bust, so he did what any inquisitive hot blooded male would do, he maneuvered his head for a closer inspection, by way of standing on a rickety brown chair, that had seen better days
Why the chair was probably older than Jesus, but none of that mattered, his curiosity was burning after threatening to spontaneously combust, and only the words carved in stone, displayed up above would quench his insatiable thirst for this precious knowledge, curiosity killed the cat and Magoo's cat senses were tuned to the frequency of roast chicken 104.8 FM
The human mind when reading, only reads the first and last letter of a word, when interpreting the meaning of a word, if the first letter and last letter is in the right place, the word can be understood, spelling mistakes, enlightened people might feel compelled tell to impart to you, well there are no spelling mistakes, your words, mistakes and all are unique to you, your words are as unique as your finger print, spell check is a tool that cleanses your paragraphs of any trace that you were there and who would want to do that?
'Oh Miraa, waht ttruh, setcres are ceoitnnad biehnd yuor eeys, i'ts lkie yo'uve ceptruad my suol and i hvae csat off, slniiag the saes of my suol', he whispered to himself as he came closer
The words he sought were carved in stone, 'Countess Von Coco', interesting thought Caruso as he peered into the Countess's eyes as if to try and unlock or gleam information contained, not that he could tell the the eye color or anything mysterious, after all the bust was marble
He shifted his feet to inform Benny, of his remarkable discovery, maybe it could have been the excess of feasting bouncing around in his belly that made the front leg of the rickety chair give way, maybe not? Call it fate if you like? What we do know is, Caruso spent the next 2 seconds pondering the life and times of this new lady, who was she? Would the internet shed any light on this mysterious lady? Where did she come from?
There were so many questions, to be answered and even more to be posed, serendipity had popped it's head into his life, he felt like his luck was changing and now his uneventful life flashed before his eyes while plummeting to the grounded (who said he couldn't multi task?)
Thoughts of his first chicken kill, walking home in the rain from school, that time that he thought he invented masturbation, the first time he saw the blue blue sea to watching monkeys having sex in the zoo, all these events that made him the man, to the bear market decent in the world of trivial events, it was a day of extreme high and lows
A decent in the world, aided by gravity and a belly full of crackers, cheese, bread, chicken and chocolate, the meal lacked the usual zest of coco cola, is there not always room for improvement?
But dear reader, it was his first day in his new home and beggars couldn't be choosers and after all, he didn't like to sweat the small stuff, which was nice to say to yourself in a mirror while you gun down the highway in a red Honda civic, in theory, but it didn't really translate in practice, not if saw a grown man throwing tofu burgers from the fridge freezer at a passing duck with part suspicion, part disgust (and what percentage is anybody guess?)
After all, who wants some exotic disease, and two ducks ran for cover from incoming tofu
As the ground now approached like a speeding train, the pattern of the wooden floor came closer into view, 'Defiantly Oak flooring', Caruso grunted before passing out, a loud crash and thud startled Mr Magoo from deep concentration, or maybe it was a form of cat meditation?
Up until now the sole feline focus was acquiring any of the chicken being consumed in his homestead by these intruders, this would be his chance he reflected, not a bad day after all, Magoo had never seen humans such as these and it would be quite some time before he would again
As he moved closer now, in a sort of hesitant first aid capacity, Benny was forced to choose eating the remainder of the roast chicken over helping his best friend and selecting a drum stick, just to help him calm his nerves.
'Eureka' whispered Magoo as he moved closer to his dinner, although how a cat could quote Archimedes is anybody's guess?
