Tuesday, March 13, 2012

Release the Kraken!

Last night featured grilled cheese sandwiches and Peach Martinis in our little corner of Buford, GA.  Because nothing says "get your drink on" like the first weekday after daylight savings time begins.  After dinner we were both getting ready for work and I noticed "Clash of the Titans" was on TV (yet again).  Every time the movie comes on, it raises the same questions:

LAB:  Why do so many movies feature a Kraken?
Jeff:    *sighs* Here we go.
LAB:  I mean, what's a Kraken anyway?
Jeff:   A mythical giant sea creature, which in reality is probably just a giant squid.
LAB:  So when they say "Release the Kraken", they're implying that they have one somehow contained.
Jeff:   Oh, God.  Where's this heading?
LAB:  I'm just wondering what kind of containment system one would use to house a Kraken?
Jeff:  Since they're not real, I assume it's an imaginary containment system.  Which in your world is probably made of Twizzlers. 
LAB:  You just said that a giant squid is a real-life Kraken equivalent.
Jeff:   Which I now regret saying.
LAB:  I'd hate to think they'd just keep them in a Kraken cage.  That would suck.  No wonder the Kraken is so pissed off.

Photo credit: Clash of the Titans movie poster
 Somebody needs a hug!

LAB:  Wouldn't it be awesome if there was some kind of kick-ass Kraken Habitrail?  That way the Kraken could be comfortably contained with plenty of room to exercise.  Then it would be less angry. If I had a Kraken it would be free-range.  Definitely.
Jeff:  I'll make a note that all future Kraken acquisitions will be maintained humanely.  Glad we got that settled.

In other news, Jeff is interviewing for a different position within his company that would put him on a "regular" Mon - Fri daytime work schedule.  Should he be offered said position, he and I will occupy the same space at the same time much more frequently than we currently do.  Obviously, I couldn't be happier about this.  Jeff, on the other hand, has some reservations (I can't imagine why).  I'm practically giddy about all the videos I can show him of Great Danes drinking from water fountains (and sledding!  I can never get enough videos of dogs sledding!).  And we can go to the firing range any night we want - I've got my pink gun case at the ready (although I still haven't had time to get it monogrammed).  And we can spend the whoooooole weekend together.  Every. Single. Weekend.  If you're the praying type, you might want to send up a little prayer for my man.  He's going to need it.


  1. OMG, that movie. I hide when that movie (or any Sinbad movie) is on!

    Good luck to Jeff for the job!!

  2. Sending prayers for both of you! Together time is great when it's not so much togetherness. :)

    1. Exactly! It's the theory of scarcity. Jeff *adores* me when he only sees me two weekends a month!

  3. So he's interviewing for a divorce?

    1. Oh, he wishes divorce was an option. I told him going in...there's only one way out. But it does start with a "D". So at least he has options.