This week's topic is Insanity.

It all started early in the week when Marsha came across an article in the paper about a charity fundraiser in town. What is one of the craziest things you can do? Well Bungee Jumping comes to mind. That's pretty crazy.  This fundraiser lets people bungee jump for a donation. Oh, did I mention they were naked? Yes naked bungee jumping for charity. That's seriously crazy. The paper even had a picture of a couple, naked, bungee jumping in tandem. I can't help but wonder how many pictures they took in order to find the one that didn't show anything nasty. They had people who came all the way from Wisconsin and New York just to pay for the privilege of throwing themselves off of a tower, in the cold rain (it is February after all), while naked, to raise money for charity. Oh, and what was the charity? What prompted people to do something so absolutely insane? It was a fundraiser for the Schizophrenia Society. Yes the wakko doing insane things to benefit the nuts.. Should anyone wish to take part in this event next year, you are welcome to stay with us. Just don't expect us to watch.

This week we've been singing a lot. It all started with Marsha singing to Momiji. I asked her if she had a song for Geiger. After a few seconds she came up with

Geiger Baby
Why you hiding under that tree
From me
Or maybe you're just snoozen' back there
No cares
You'll be running 'round the bedroom all night

Which I thought was rather good actually, especially on the fly like that.

This unfortunately got both of us into the song lyrics frame of mind. Later that day after we had been talking about redecorating and remodeling projects we wanted to do to the house. I was driving along when suddenly unbidden I started singing

What should we do with the vaulted ceiling
What should we do with the vaulted ceiling
What should we do with the vaulted ceiling
Out there in the front room

Stick up some drywall and paint over
Stick up some drywall and paint over
Stick up some drywall and paint over
Out there in the front room

Rip up the carpet and lay hardwood
Rip up the carpet and lay hardwood
Rip up the carpet and lay hardwood
Out there in the front room

I had many more stanzas, but I'll leave it at that. Now Marsha is annoyed with me because she can't stop humming What Should We do With a Drunken Sailor. Imagine having that stuck in your head for a week. Actually, I guess in 7 days you will know exactly what it's like.

Later in the week we got confirmation that our new dishwasher would be delivered and installed on Saturday. (Which it was and we are very happy about that.) Anyway I was feeling pretty good about that when out of nowhere I started to sing

Why was the dishwasher (guy) coming through the door
Why was the dishwasher (guy) kneeling on the floor
Why was the dishwasher (guy) replacing our old core
'Cause it went
Ohh Eee Ohh Ah Ah
Clang, Bang Wobble Wobble Bang Bang
Ohh Eee Ohh Ahh Ahh
Bang Bang Wobble Wobble Smash Bang

and I don't even like The Witchdoctor song.

Then On Wednesday we were bopping around and were surprised to see a few flakes of snow. Flurries really. It was above freezing so I thought nothing of it and for a while nothing much accumulated. Marsha was working late that evening and when she called me on her lunch hour she mentioned that she still needed to put gas in her car. I thought it might be a nice surprise for her, so after hanging up I drove to where she was working, took the Prius, fueled it and brought it back to where she had it parked. I also left the snow scraper on the passenger seat as it was beginning to come down a bit heavier than before. Now there are some of you that may be asking why I didn't just leave my car, that I had fueled that afternoon and take the Prius back home. Let me put it this way: MY Mini out in a DARK parking lot? Are you CRAZY? MY Mini getting who knows WHAT on it and setting there for ANY nefarious types with a tow truck to spirit it away. Oh, no, no, no, no. It's far better for Marsha's Prius be left out in nature.  Not that I'm biased or anything.

Anyway on the way back I found the snow was really starting to come down. I spun twice on Rutherford Pass. Now I wasn't going over about 10 miles per hour the first time and 5 the second. It was just that slick. I crawled my way down the hill and almost T-Boned a Ford F-350. While I was s-l-o-w-l-y sliding toward the truck I did have time to wonder if hitting an F-350 with a Mini Cooper would damage anything other than the Mini Cooper. Luckily he moved before I had a chance to find out. Finally I made it home. When Marsha called to say she was on her way I ran out and shoveled the driveway. By then we had six inches on the ground but it was falling so fast that I finished one pass down the driveway and found there was half an inch on the ground where I had just cleared. Finally, after a long and spooky trip of her own Marsha got home and we put both cars away. No damage, just a lot of stress.

The really crazy thing was that morning it was clear and sunny as was the next day. We've had some of the nicest weather we've seen this month, up until about 2:00 when the snow started. What's more we weren't supposed to get any snow. We weren't supposed to even get rain. The forecasters really blew this one predicting sun and warm. We ended up with over eight inches of nonexistent snow at our house. Up in the hills they got sixteen in places.

Now that's crazy.