Atomictumor

So, the other day we were driving around down, Pigpen, MastaG, and myself, and we were talking about something that led to something else that led to the ‘Tuma.  Now, MastaG is aware of the ‘tumor’s existence, and doesn’t really care.  Pigpen, being 5, understands that I type on the computer, pictures of him show up on the computer sometimes, and he gets called Pigpen.

And he doesn’t like that.

He got that name when the ‘tumor started, we were cutting down a tree or something at Cemestos, and he, being 3, enjoyed playing in the dirt under the swings, and getting to the point where theres the cloud of dirt around him, and Bos was on a big “Peanuts” trip, so the name kinda magically appeared.

I digress.

Anyway, we were out, and MastaG called Pigpen “Pigpen”.

Pigpen: “Don’t call me Pigpen!”

MastaG: “Well, thats your name. Its not a bad name”

Pigpen: “I don’t like it! I don’t want to be Pigpen!”

And it went for a bit.  So, I started calling him “Juicebox”.  Not sure why.  I also started calling MastaG “Butter”.  Not sure why there either.  Pigpen liked the name Juicebox, and insisted on being called that all day.  Furthermore, he insisted on calling G “Butter”, which provoked complaints.

I kinda like the name “Butter” for G.

Anyway, abracadabra, Pigpen is now Juicebox.  I’ve filed all of the necessary change of names paperwork with the Internet, and Al Gore has responded stating that we’re ready to roll.

I like the name Juicebox too.

Earlier this morning, Bos was working on removing some molding at the base of the bathroom wall.  We recently bought a new vanity, and it needs to sit flush to the wall, so the molding had to go.

So, about an hour ago, I heard Bos jump up and yell, “turn off the water, turn off the water!” to which I replied, “I don’t know where to turn off the water!”  A call to the Water department solved that.

What happened that required the emergency shut-off of water?  The guys who installed the molding in the bathroom a few years back nailed it through a pipe.  So, when James removed the molding and the nail - voila!  there was a bubbling brook in our bathroom.

Grumble.