Yakety Yak
Yesterday I got an email from my dad about Stan's throat distress three-quarters of the way through the most recent webcast:
The harfing Stan was the BEST!! You could use that sound bit as your opening warm-up for future podcasts.
Then this morning my Genius Baby Brother said:
You should do an indietronic remix of the Stan horking noise. Or at least find someone to do it for you. (Note: Are you doubting my mad skillz or pimping your services?)
Last night when I told Simon what my dad said, his reply was something like, "Yeah, that sounds like your dad. I guess it runs in the family," and that message from GBB this afternoon pretty much confirms it.
Remember in Christmas Vacation when Cousin Eddie's dog, Snots, yaks on a chicken bone during dinner? We can all replicate that sound perfectly. As well as the sound my dad's cat makes when you wake him up from a nap and his diaphragm goes into spasm mode. And the sound of my mom's cat throwing up immediatly after she eats anything. (She's Molly the big-boned bulimic mute calico farmcat wonderpuss!)
The sound of feline and canine trachea trauma are widely variant--some are light and airy, others wet and chunky--and in my family we can perform them all with equal skill. We should put out an album of us horking fifties standards and popular showtunes...See! There I go, trying to make barfy sounds into musical productions--like father like son like sister. It's only a matter of time before Eve gets in on the act.
Lucky you, I'm not going to make a recording and post it on the internet. Unlucky Simon, I've already treated him to a medley in four parts. And he was worried about me passing on the Brat Gene...
the first time i ever saw a cat hack up a hairball i was catsitting for a friend. . . i freaked out, had no idea what the cat was doing, what it was choking on, how to heimlich the fucker. . . since it seemed like an emergency i called up 911 and the nice lady who answered it clued me in on the whole "hairball" thing. . .
My great Aunt Pat has eight outdoor cats and two indoor cats. I've heard them all hack up their hair balls at the same time once. It's like they all timed it together. So weird to listen to.
Woe is me, a dog person. My dog only licks himself and knocks things over with his tail. What have I been missing all these years??
You have the time to make the cat noises into "Jingle Bells" before next Christmas. Heck, you might even be able to fill a CD will great holiday tunes. What catlover wouldn't want that in his or her CD collection? This could be your ticket to a new car.