Friday, September 09, 2005
A trip down memory lane
You know those moments in your life when random funny episodes you had come flooding back at the most inappropriate times and you find yourself making that red faced suppressed laughter while you're standing in line at the grocery store?
Here's the memory I had that had me looking as red as the vine ripened tomatoes I was buying:
I was the star of my friend Danielle's senior film in college. We went to her borther's hipper than hip warehouse-come-loft in brooklyn to shoot most of the film over one weekend. Two kittens also lived there. Danielle and I slept a few feet apart from each other on makeshift beds. One morning I slowly woke up to a gurgly coughing sound that sounded dangerously close. The first thing that comes into view is a bobbing furry head of one of the kittens in the middle of trying to dislodge a hair ball on to MY FACE. Before I quite comprehend what is happening, I look over to see Danielle lying awake and calmly watching this feline farce without so much as a warning to me. This kitten had decided to climb up my sleeping body, perch on my chest with the sole purpose of vomitting on my head and my supposed friend didn't say a word.
I eventually removed the kitten to the floor where it threw up by my feet to the sounds of Danielle's laughter at what almost happened, no thanks to her.