Analogies & A Cat's New Years Resolutions
Wed Jan 03 2007

These are actual analogies and metaphors found in high school essays.

- John and Mary had never met. They were like two hummingbirds who had also never met.

- He fell for her like his heart was a mob informant and she was the East River.

- Even in his last years, grandpappy had a mind like a steel trap, only one that had been left out so long, it had rusted shut.

- Shots rang out, as shots are wont to do.

- The plan was simple, like my brother-in-law Phil. But unlike Phil, this plan just might work.

- The young fighter had a hungry look, the kind you get from not eating for a while.

- He was as lame as a duck. Not the metaphorical lame duck, either, but a real duck that was actually lame. Maybe from stepping on a landmine or something.

- The Ballerina rose gracefully en pointe and extended one slender leg behind her, like a dog at a fire hydrant.

- It was an American tradition, like fathers chasing kids with power tools.

- He was deeply in love. When she spoke, he thought he heard bells, as if she were a garbage truck backing up.

- Her eyes were like limpid pools, only they had forgotten to put in any pH cleanser.

- She walked into my office like a centipede with 98 missing legs.

- Her voice had that tense grating quality, like a generation thermal paper fax machine that needed a band tightening.

- It hurt the way your tongue hurts after you accidentally staple it to the wall.


A Cat's New Years Resolutions

My human will never let me eat their pet hamster, and I am at peace with that.

I will not slurp fish food from the surface of the aquarium

I will not eat large numbers of assorted bugs, then come home and throw them up so the humans can see that I'm getting plenty of roughage.

I will not lean way over to drink out of the tub, fall in, and then pelt right for the box of clumping cat litter. (It took FOREVER to get the stuff out of my fur.)

I will not use the bathtub to store live mice for late-night snacks.

We will not play "Herd of Thundering Wildebeests Stampeding Across the Plains of the Serengeti" over any humans' bed while they're trying to sleep.

I cannot leap through closed windows to catch birds outside. If I forget this and bonk my head on the window and fall behind the couch in my attempt, I will not get up and do the same thing again.

I will not assume the patio door is open when I race outside to chase leaves.

I will not stick my paw into any container to see if there is something in it. If I do, I will not hiss and scratch when my human has to shave me to get the rubber cement out of my fur.

If I bite the cactus, it will bite back.

When it rains, it will be raining on all sides of the house. It is not necessary to check every door.

I will not play "dead cat on the stairs" while people are trying to bring in groceries or laundry, or else one of these days, it will really come true.

When the humans play darts, I will not leap into the air and attempt to catch them.

I will not swat my human's head repeatedly when they are on the family room floor trying to do sit ups.

When my human is typing at the computer, their forearms are *not* a hammock.

Computer and TV screens do not exist to backlight my lovely tail.

I will not puff my entire body to twice its size for no reason after my human has watched a horror movie.

I will not stand on the bathroom counter, stare down the hall, and growl at NOTHING after my human has watched the X-Files.

I will not drag dirty socks onto the bed at night and then yell at the top of my lungs so that my humans can admire my "kill."

I will not perch on my human's chest in the middle of the night and stare until they wake up.

I will not walk on the key board when my human is writing important adagfsg gdjag ;ln.

If I must claw my human I will l not do it in such a way that the scars resemble a botched suicide attempt.

If I must give a present to my human guests, my toy mouse is much more socially acceptable than a big live bug, even if it isn't as tasty.

7 Comments
  • From:
    Yetzirah (Legacy)
    On:
    Wed Jan 03 2007
    "I cannot leap through closed windows to catch birds outside. If I forget this and bonk my head on the window and fall behind the couch in my attempt, I will not get up and do the same thing again."

    I think this is Hamlet's resolution.
    Ever since the new window seat was brought in, he has a front row seat to the bird feeder.

    hee hee.
  • From:
    PixieKitten (Legacy)
    On:
    Wed Jan 03 2007
    I think all of those apply (or should) to my tribe of furballs. Thanks for the laugh!

    -pk-
  • From:
    MiZzKiTty (Legacy)
    On:
    Wed Jan 03 2007
    VERY funny! Especially the cat resolutions (I have two cats)

    I'm afraid that THEIR resolutions are sort of the opposite, though. "I will make more noise in order to get more attention and/or tuna" and "Anything that moves can and must be killed"... That sort of thing.
  • From:
    Kaliko88 (Legacy)
    On:
    Wed Jan 03 2007
    Absolutely hysterical! I think I like the analogy about the brother-in-law the best. And of course you knew I'd like the cat resolutions. Thanks for the good laugh!

    >^..^<
  • From:
    Pragmatist (Legacy)
    On:
    Wed Jan 03 2007
    Hey, Missy! Come here and read what Alli has written. Want to add anything? Neeooowno. And that reminds me: what did I do with my mousie?

    Shalom
  • From:
    InStitches (Legacy)
    On:
    Wed Jan 03 2007
    I wish my cat would resolve to sleep somewhere other than my computer chair.... or at the very least maybe she could resolve to share it once in a while.
  • From:
    Welshamethyst (Legacy)
    On:
    Thu Jan 04 2007
    Thank you for the laugh, I desperately needed it.

    On the M. Night front, I was mayhaps a little harsh. I'm not a big fan of fantasy so I wasn't too impressed with Lady in the Water nor Indestructible. The Village wasn't bad and Signs was pretty good. With Signs I more enjoyed the sub-plot than the whole alien thing. The thing is, I'm more of a mystery person which is why The Sixth Sense appealed to me. R LOVES his movies as much as you do. They're just not really my genre.