L U N A T A L K with Eva Moon

Fluffy Pillow of Falsehood

December 14, 2008 on 4:30 pm | | In General Musing

Overheard in New York has nothing on Overheardinmyfamily. I can only imagine what a person passing by would make of overheard bits of the odd and rambling exchanges that pass for normal chat around here. I take that back. “Odd and rambling” is entirely inadequate to describe conversations that have produced such gems as:

“Well, yes, but their razor-sharp talons are made of papier mache…” or

“Not if each tomato had its own jetpack.”

That last one was the end of a longish session trying to solve the problem of too many trucks clogging the highways. It began with a suggestion to have goods transported by dirigibles. The pitfall with dirigibles, of course, is that they use dangerous, flammable gas - a problem that could be solved if the dirigibles were deflated and carried by trucks. It went downhill from there.

The kids are home for the holidays now and a walk was proposed despite the precipitous arrival of a new ice age last night. Apart from the incessant whining about the cold, it was a pretty walk along the Sammamish River that produced sightings of cormorants, a river otter and rather chilled-looking great blue heron. It also produced the following:

ME (a propos of something I can’t remember now): You know, glass is a fluid too.

20-SOMETHING KNOW-IT-ALL SON: Actually, that was debunked. If glass were a fluid, those glass bottles they found in Egyptian tombs would have been puddles. Old window glass that’s thicker on the bottom than the top was made imperfectly and glaziers found windows were sturdier with the thick end at the bottom.

HUSBAND: Another beloved myth dashed to the ground.

ME: I’d rather be tied to the cold train tracks of truth than sleep on a fluffy pillow of falsehood.

OTHER SON: I’m rather fond of the fluffy pillow of falsehood, myself.

KNOW-IT-ALL son: I don’t want my own pillow, but I love destroying other people’s pillows.

He may have a sociopathic streak, but he makes us laugh. It’s good to have the family back together for the holidays.

Now, where’s my pillow?

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