Tuesday, July 27, 2010

Cats and Dogs Living Together

A couple of nights ago, Matt said, "You should tell your blog readers how Conspiracy Guy helped us out." Matt is like this blog's Jiminy Cricket. He doesn't want the impression of CG as a one-hundred-percent crazy neighbor to go unchallenged in the face of recent events.

Remember the other day when the giant tree fell across our driveway for no reason? Well, not only did Conspiracy Guy lend Matt his chainsaw, he did some of the cutting to get the driveway clear. THEN, after I was gone to the mountains, he came over one day while Matt was working and cut all the big pieces into manageable logs and stacked them neatly. Then THEN, he hooked us up with a guy who wanted to haul away the wood. The morning after we got back from vacation, there was a dude with a trailer in our driveway, loading up the wood. None of this cost us a cent.

So Conspiracy Guy, we may not agree on the events of 9/11 or on whether microwave cooking poisons food, but thank you for being a good neighbor.

Of course, we need to thank him in some way that he will actually see, since he doesn't read my blog.

Furthermore, earlier that same day, I'd needed to go to physical therapy, and I needed someone to watch the kids. I decided to ask Frenemy Neighbor for a favor, since I've watched her daughter a lot, so she came over to my house and sat with the kids for a while. And then, when I got back, I didn't want to seem like I was dismissing her, so we sat on the couch and chatted for an hour. It was perfectly pleasant.

Truly this is a sign of the end times.


Beth said...

I am guessing (and hoping!) that your title refers to one of my favorite comedies of all time, comedic GENIUS, Ghostbusters. "Human sacrifice, dogs and cats living together... mass hysteria!"

I had to reminsice. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=O3ZOKDmorj0

Also, it's nice to have nice neighbors. Can you place this quote? "It's nice to be nice... to the nice." If so, you are my hero. ;-)

Beth said...

Oops. Sorry I typo-ed "reminisce."

Becky said...

Beth, yes! That title was my homage to Ghostbusters. We say that a lot. Bustin' makes me feel good!

I don't recognize the other quotation. We've found my cultural level.

Elle said...

Omg, I believe microwave cooking poisons food, too! I read as a girl that it destroys food's molecular integrity and I could never shake that. We have one, but it's in the basement, for the Mr to heat up his poisonous frozen entrees. Until a year or so ago, our kids actually believed he had heat vision. Yeah.

Amy said...

Wow, people sure do surprise you sometimes! That was a really nice thing to do. Good on Matt for reminding you to tell us! :)

So when the one world government descends upon us, Conspiracy Guy will be a good neighbor to have around!

Suburban Correspondent said...

I loved the title, too - I'm always quoting that line.

Beth said...

It's from M*A*S*H. Probably my favorite TV show of all time, hands down. Were you a M*A*S*H fan at all? I never watched it when it was in production, only in re-runs, but I freaking love it. Alan Alda is brilliant.

"Real wrath of God type stuff."

puncturedbicycle said...

Ooh, I know where you're coming from. Our neighbours on one side are the world's dullest people but also the best neighbours. It's awkward trying to get out of socialising with them, especially when their offers are so frequent and persistent, but I'm VERY grateful that they're pleasant and kind and helpful. (I want us to love each other like neighbours, but do we have to be friends? I just don't feel "that way" about them.)

And I agree with Amy! He will have loads of tinned food, bottled water and ammunition to share. And all the instructional books to catch you up.

Keely said...

Are you SURE he doesn't read your blog? It might be a conspiracy to make you believe otherwise.

A Lawyer Mom's Musings said...

Thank God for the little surprises He has tucked into all of us, be we weird or even super weird.

And I especially thank God for creating people like you, who see in all of us His delightful surprises.

P.S. An interrobang is a ? laid on top of a !. If I could superimpose an H on top of a S, I would, and call it an interrogend. (And I'd have used my little interrogend above. 'Cause I'm not sexist when it comes to God or interrobangs or gosh, anything, really, except maybe taking out the garbage.)