Posted: Fri Feb 27, 2015 4:45 pm
by Swith Witherward
Cerillium wrote:My own project and other projects at work have kept me away. Never fear, the fennec keeps me informed. I can't count the number of times I've been awoken by cackles and squeals. I raise my bleary eyes and shout "WHAT?" to hear in reply, "Slobo said this, then Agy said that, and now someone is doing this..."
For fuck's sake, it's 2 AM, shut up Swith!
I had my revenge yesterday. We call it "Asian Market Day". If she can guess what it is, she can eat it - otherwise, it's mine and I don't share.
I bought a coconut for Swith, along with starfruit, mangosteen and something she dubbed "green melon". I thought I'd stumped her. Alas, she already experienced starfruit. She didn't know what to make of the mangosteen although she could identify it. The coconut amused her for five minutes or so, although she had no idea how to get inside it. The "melon" was unrecognizable.
The melon. Such a beautiful thing.
"NO TOUCH!"
I put it on top of the fridge, the ultimate mind fuck for someone so inquisitive. No good guesses; googling for green Asian melons and veg didn't offer anything significant.
A half hour passed. I came up from the den and found her perched on the kitchen stool like some brooding vulture awaiting the melon's untimely death. She was glaring at it and then chose to glare at me as I made tea. I couldn't take much pleasure in our habitual East vs West game, not when she was already mentally hindered by her endocrine system. I felt badly about the whole mess.
I brought it down and shook it next to her ear. "Here. Slobo and Agy will know what it is."
She didn't believe me. The "melon" didn't have "fur". She continued to frown at me until I opened it and poured out the water (she declared it "nasty") but there was little doubt remaining: it was, in fact, a young coconut.
East, for the win!