just for the record,
if you see a motorbus parked somewhere at night, there might be a person sleeping inside of it
and if you happen to jump up on the back rack and try to get a peak through the drawn curtains at the inside of the bus, you might freak out a sleeping kitty and her human companion
...who might mistake the sudden awakening and momentary loss in stability of sleeping surface for something more dramatic than late night peeping toms (i have cinco dinero for anyone who can tell me where that phrase began)
and if you people (who are from louisiana so your license plate says) who must get a look inside late at night ever play the earthquake game again while i am sleeping, i may be forced to pry myself out of my warm sleeping bag and speak harsh words in your general direction and sick my attack cat upon you by the light of ever glowing (if sometimes slightly obscured) moon!
just sayin'....
and just for the record,
when you wake up in a bus during a heavy rain and the sound of one rain drop falling seems louder and more rhythmic than the others, that's because it is.
that's because once that raindrop finds a way INSIDE your bus, the sound waves it creates are completely unmuffled by a rooftop surface and even perhaps amplified by the fact that it is falling within a very small enclosed space!
and sleep and dreams are made more interesting by the fact that this creative raindrop has managed to sneak its way into your domain through an electrical outlet in the ceiling
... it's like i'm living in a hairdryer in the bathtub scenario getting ready to play out its final scene in a so bad it's good alfred hitchcock creation
previously i stated that my bus is a sitcom, but perhaps it will become something more akin to a made for TV movie
perhaps then i'll have to get a TV so i can see about my life...and watch the Amazing Race show so that Tony and i can win it one day ;)
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ReplyDeleteThe term Peeping Tom kinda stems from the legend of Lady Godiva's naked ride through the streets of Coventry, [in the UK people] in order to persuade her Noble husband to not tax the hell out of the inhabitants. The story, recorded 1st sometime about 100+ years after the supposed event took place in the 11th century, goes that the townsfolk agreed not to observe LG as she passed by, but that Tom the Tailor - Peeping Tom - broke that trust and peeped on her, big perv that he was.
Whatever the truth of the ride through the town, there are no accounts of this story which mentioned a 'Peeping Tom' character until the 18th century. Seems that this embellishment was just to make the story a bit more interesting.
So there you go. Daily dose of trivia? Check.