Chipmunk in the Convent

An imagined conversation over the dinner table tonight at a New Jersey home:

Wife: How was work today, honey?

Husband: Well, you know that job, cleaning the air ducts and vents at that big convent on the Pallisades?

Wife: Yes ... you've been there all week, rigt?

Husband: Yup, it' a huge building and today we were supposed to finish with the last little bit.

Wife: Supposed to?

Husband: Well, we'd left the front door open in this one little part of the house to air everything out downstairs.

Wife: And?

Husband: We were upstairs finishing the job when one of the young nuns came up to tell us that a chipmunk had come through the open door and was in the living room.

You can imagine the rest. I was of course the young nun, who had come in the wide open front door and caught movement out of the corner of her eye in the living room. Bigger than a mouse, smaller than a squirrel. I'm pretty sure the little critter was a chipmunk.

I then spent the next hour sitting in the hallway as the 3 guys from the duct cleaning company were in the living room trying to coax the little guy out. The door was closed, I heard lots of noises and thumping. One of the guys came out and said only, "He's quick" with a look of exasperation that said much more. They then opened the door and set up a little path with a wall of boxes from the living room door to the outside door. Then they made lots more noises and tried to chase him out. We think he went out ... can't find him anyway.

In any case, the guys have to come back tomorrow to finish their real job, as operation chipmunk took over an hour. We're going to leave the living room door closed today in case he's still there!

I've written about chipmunks before, but having them in your house is another thing!

Chipmunk update. Apparently he spent the night in our living room and when the guys opened the door this morning, he ran outside!

chipmunks

When I was a little girl my most coveted piece of vinyl was Chipmunk Punk by Alvin & the Chipmunks. I especially loved their cover of My Sharona by the Knack, which thanks to the magic of YouTube you too can now experience!!




Why do I share this random tidbit from my childhood??? The chipmunks are out in force in this neck of the woods. I've been trying to go for a walk everyday to enjoy the beautiful weather, and Alvin's cousins seem to doing the same. I keep seeing them out of the corner of my eye, scurrying to and fro. They seem playful, yet determined. Not a bad way to be .... but can they sing?? :)

all music all the time

It's Friday and so it's time for the Revgalblogpal Friday Five!

What was the last CD you purchased? Local Portland band turned Indie-favorite The Decemberists. Don't buy much music anymore though. Trying to save money and all.

Did you like it? Yes. Sixteen Military Wives is particularly catchy and thought provoking.

Is it the kind of music you would call your favorite? It's in the realm of my favorite. My taste is somewhat eclectic, but leans more towards the "indie" and "alternative" genre, particularly the more socially conscious type.

What was the first album (CD for you youngsters) you ever owned? Chipmunk Punk. On Vinyl.

And what was your favorite cut from that recording?
My Sharona!

truth or fiction?

Got this via a silly forwarded e-mail. Can anyone enlighten me??? Truth or fiction? Must be fiction ("chip monk"/"chipmunk"/get it?)

It's funny nonetheless.... Enjoy!

"This may come as a surprise to those of you not living in Las Vegas but there are more Catholic churches there than casinos. Not surprisingly, some worshippers at Sunday services will give casino chips rather than cash when the basket is passed. Since they get chips from so many different casinos, the churches have devised a method to collect the offerings. The churches send all their collected chips to a nearby Franciscan Monastery for sorting and then the chips are taken to the casinos of origin and cashed in. Of course, this is done by a chip monk. "

By the way, one of my first records (yes it was on vinyl) was "Chipmunk Punk." Nothing like Alvin belting out "My Sharona." Wish I still had it, but sadly it went the way of an ill conceived yard sale many moons ago....