Why do I keep getting ads in the mail and coupons for cigarettes from Camel? C’mooooon. Quit wasting your money.

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Today I am making kvass. It’s a small beer that’s made in Russia. They sell it out of big tanks on the sidewalk and there was an article in the Chicago Tribune about it saying “Soda pop made from rye bread sounds about as appetizing as chewing on anold shoe.” Well, I happen to like it, although I have to admit I don’t know what the real stuff tastes like. Mine is bubbly and smells like beer and rye bread. I’m hoping the house is not too cold this time of year.

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First they light the man’s hat on fire and burn his face a bit. Then they make him walk across broken glass. They shoot in him in the forehead with a BB gun. They have him hang onto a rope strung up in the air and then cut the end and let him slam against the brick wall. They hit him across the chest with a crowbar. Imagine you’re feeling that. Sound funny?

Why did I laugh at Home Alone 1? If I had watched all those things happen to someone in prison I would have been aghast. Why, why, why?

I’m starting to wonder why I laugh at people getting hurt. Is it just because I am not thinking? Or are there other reasons?

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