Friday’s Fun Find | Cathy C. Hall Writes

One of my favorite things to do when summer comes around is star-gazing. I like to sit outside on my deck and catch (a look at) a falling star, or try to count a whole mess of falling stars in one of those meteor showers. Sometimes, I like to grab the Beneficent Mr. Hall and drive out to the open fields where the star-gazing is really good.

The Beneficent Mr. Hall is a pretty good sport about going hither and yon, as long as I don’t start on aliens or UFO’s. But to be honest, I can’t help feeling that it’s a little cocky of us to think that we’re the only ones in the universe. I mean, how do you explain all the people who’ve seen strange objects in the sky? There’s a National UFO Reporting Center, for cryin’ out loud. And think of all the books, the movies, the television shows about space and aliens and such. Doesn’t it make you wonder if there’s some fact in all that fiction?

I’m not saying I’d like to take a jaunt with some other life form. I can barely find my way around my county–I sure wouldn’t want to have to find my way home from the heavens. I’m just saying that if I should meet an alien someday, on earth or elsewhere, I’d like to be able to say to the Beneficent Mr. Hall, “Well, well, well. I told you so.”

So like I said, it’s been busy with all kinds of party-making ’round here. Just the other day, I zipped down to the neighbor’s house to celebrate their daughter’s high school graduation, and whilst stuffing my face with a delicious petit four (Fun fact for the day: petit four is a French word that means “small oven.”), I had a little chat with the neighbor’s dad.

The neighbor’s dad, it turns out, reads this blog faithfully. Which may not seem exactly blog-worthy, but here’s the thing. The neighbor’s dad is not a writer. Has never been a writer, and as far as I know, doesn’t want to ever become a writer. (He’s a retired physician and accomplished artist, actually.) Naturally, I was surprised that he would read a blog on, well…basically, writing.

It was at this point in our little conversation that he admitted to skipping a lot of the writing stuff. Fair enough. But he likes the other parts.

Um…I’m not sure what other parts he likes. The artfully-arranged pictures? My insouciant turn of a phrase? The witty ambiance of the blog?

Anyway, I thought, it being Fun Friday, I’d find some funny art. Because come on, guys. The man’s been reading this blog forever.

And now, without further ado, I present 13 Weird Paintings, courtesy of CollegeHumor. This one’s for you, Warren!

(The rest of y’all choose one of those weird paintings as a writing prompt. Except for the alien, chimp and baby pic. I mean, even the Beneficent Mr. Hall could come up with 500 words for that.)