“Sign, sign — everywhere a sign. Blockin’ out the scenery, breakin’ my mind. Do this, don’t do that, can’t you read the sign?”
Shiver me timber!
I guess the D is for Dyslexia?
“Mr. Memory — What are the 39 Steps?!”
The Ginger Juggernaut?
I’m still trying to learn who put the ape in apricot…
I eat oatmeal for breakfast almost every morning and I’ve developed my own sort of “oatmeal & fruit shepherds pie” way of flavoring it up. I boil old fashioned rolled oats for about 5 mins, as per directions on the canister but minus any salt in the water. While those are cooking I toss a handful of golden raisins in the bottom of the bowl and lightly cover them with a thin layer of unsweetened applesauce and a few generous shakes of ground cinnamon. The thickened oats get spooned on top and then lightly drizzled with pure maple syrup. I let it cool for a couple of minutes and then mix it all up just prior to eating. Mmm mmm!
I’m thinking that the photo of Snowflake is foreshadowing by a day that Vitamin has suddenly remembered his and her’s terrible encounter at that very same location. Too bad Neil doesn’t work at the Playhouse, he could have saved everyone a lot of trouble!
You owe it to yourself to see all of “Young Frankenstein.” It’s billed as a Mel Brooks movie but it’s really Gene Wilder’s magnum opus. The supporting cast is excellent and they even managed to find and re-use the original laboratory set from the 1931 “Frankenstein” with Colin Clive and Boris Karloff.