Comedic Life

[same_difference]

So for future reference, when walking about where the roof used to be, do not slip when going to stand onto another rafter and put your weight into the centre of one of the plaster boards that make up the ceiling instead. Plaster boards can't take the weight, and all you'll end up doing is putting your foot, and then most of the leg above it, through the ceiling. The fact that the hole in the ceiling is directly above the toilet, matters not except for making it inexplicably funnier by default.

The ceiling will be coming down eventually anyway, but eventually is not now, and hopefully my effort won't be the preferred method of choice. The ceiling has been fixed with gaffa tape, because well what else would you use :)

I'm fine, just gave myself a little shock.

Also I find it funny that having offered to cook dinner (for a change, I don't do enough at home really) my parents wanted egg, bacon and rice. Not exactly complicated, but mine is not to reason why, mine is just to do and snigger vaguely at the intrinsic humour of the situation.

Still I am amused at the continued, frequently physical, comedy that is my life at times.

My sister, prosepina, produced the following quote recently about the traits we get from our family that I particularly like:

We are of Greek goddesses and Irish strength and Italian insanity. We are unique interpretations of some pretty pokey stuff ;-)

I'm currently trying to work out where the comedic clumsiness fits in, and which country/region I can attribute it too.

Comments

[marmaladecat]

XD What the hell were you doing on the roof in the first place? (Leave it to the builders. ;D)

[same-difference.livejournal.com]

Well ceiling, there is no roof. I was listening to my Dad describe his further plans on how exactly it will be rebuilt.

But yeah no more not roofs for me.

[same-difference.livejournal.com]

Well unless he needs my help with something *sigh*

[kipperfish.livejournal.com]

This was some secret plan to open up one of those dimension holes a la the Last Continent by T. Pratchett and you were going to start some sort of perpetual motion machine by constantly flushing the toilet and have the contents appear in the hole in the ceiling and back into the toilet again weren't you.

You were also going to make me make sense with that last statement....

[same-difference.livejournal.com]

Well clearly the Laws of Comedy trump the Laws of Physics, and the laws of Murphy trump the Laws of Comedy.

A use of a toilet and an accidental fall through the ceiling provide sufficient comedy to break conservation of energy and allow the perpetual motion.

However thanks to Murphy the results of doing so, well are too horrible to consider.

Count as making it make suitable sense?

[almosthonest.livejournal.com]

Glad you're ok. Damn. You should have so seen that one coming. From now on in, before each new scene in your life, ask yourself "What jokes could Black Books make in this scenario?" That should keep you forewarned. ;-)

[same-difference.livejournal.com]

Perhaps an alternative to Black Books would be better, but yes that's advice I shall endeavour to remember.

[lucy-k-p.livejournal.com]

At least your attic doesn't have a glass bit, from which the fall would actually take you to the ground floor because the stairs from the ground floor to the first are below it, like mine does. That would have been far less comedic.