Heh.

(I've been meaning to blog about a couple of funny things that I've been thinking about lately... Here is a catch-up.)

Last weekend, Tim and I took baby brother Andy (who isn't a baby - he is a whopping 24 yr. old fella who is way taller than I am and can put away Taco Bell bean burritos like nothing I've ever seen before in my life - but it's just fun to call him "baby" brother) to see the movie 300. The movie is incredible and violent and has fantastic cinematography and well-placed feminist undertones, but I digress. The reason I'm telling you this, reader, is because before the movie, we three had some time to kill. Since it was still the opening weekend, we got there early to get tickets and had about an hour and a half of play time.

Well, we decided to head into Barnes and Noble to read some magazines and hang out. While we started to walk in, Andy rushes up to me and gets really close and starts muttering something. I am like "What the crap, dude?" and then I realize what he is saying... He starts chanting "Don't beep, don't beep, don't beep, don't beep..." and as we pass through the security gate, sure enough, we beep. I say "we" because he is literally on top of me at this point. This, for some reason started me cracking up.

See, I have this irrational fear of the buzzer in those door sensor thingies. I hate shopping alone because of them. I have never in my life shoplifted, but I am completely paranoid of the looks people get when that buzzer goes off. Sometimes I will even change into a different shirt or a pair of pants before I go to certain stores, just because I don't want to wear an item in the store I purchased it in. (Now THAT is freaky, isn't it?) Oh, and I also make my husband carry the bags of recently purchased items outside of the store, just in case anything didn't get desensored. So, now you know a quirk of mine.

And now you can see why I think it is completely HILARIOUS that my brother has this buzzer problem. He says over half of the time that he walks into stores, he sets off the alarm! I think I would just die if this always happened to me. As it is, I think he just is too lazy to cut out his Old Navy sensors off of his jeans. (Isn't it annoying how they do that now?) I do hope this story made sense.

More random things I think are funny: my ten year high school reunion is this summer (now THAT is funny!)... also, today I touched a giant yellow albino python and learned that they have toenails... and finally, I saw a poster in the NY subway for a closet organizing company and it said this, "You're closet is so narrow it makes Dick Cheney look liberal." Heh.