Keeping my mouth shut

My edit button is ill used sometimes. By that I mean that I don't use it when I should. At this point my mother and wife should be shaking their heads collectively in the affirmative. Vigorously even. Nevertheless, this was pointed out to me last night when we had guests for dinner.

At the beginning of dinner I told the story of how my cat, Percy, ended his time in this world, by running under the garage door in our house in Indianapolis and getting caught by the closing door. I vaguely remember there being a point to my telling that story, but the response to the story was rather negative.

At that point, my cachet for telling stories at the dinner table disappeared and I tried to tend to the food on my plate and leave off trying to entertain.

It goes along with that saying about, "better to keep your mouth closed and be thought unintelligent, rather than open your mouth and remove all question of the issue."

That is not exactly the way that saying is usually presented, but you catch the drift, I am sure.

On Saturday night, I was watching MADTV on the television as Cindy and Kate worked on something in preparation for bed. They had recreated the movie, "The Godfather," using the characters from "Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer." I thought it was really funny and so did Kate. However, Cindy thought it was disgustingly violent.

Of course, she thought Rudolph was scary when she saw it as a little girl. So I guess she was primed for having a negative response. Later, I showed the cartoon to our house guests. I can't read how everyone responded. I still thought it was pretty funny. They needed to show the scene with the cannoli though.

Anyway, I guess my perspective on a lot of things may be a little skewed. Or perhaps, just different.

At any rate, I need to keep a handle on my perspective, I guess.