As a kid, I had a little homemade puppet: Sammy the Sweatsock. Actually, it is pronounced Schammy the Schweatsock. Yeah, like Carol Channing would say it. It was a kid thing. When we were bored– for example, on long road trips when my 4 brothers and 2 sisters and me were crammed into the station wagon, dazed by boring highway scenery and trucks with xenon lights– we would kick in to this “wacky” mode where we suddenly talked to each other like Schammy the Schweatsock. It wasch schpectacular, eschpecially becasch our akschentschs drove our parentsch abscholutely inschane.
I now do Schammy the Schweatsock with my kids, when they are being moody or grumpy or acquire their teenage ‘tudes. It drives them insane. Heh heh.
It’s with that same twisted glee that I have found a new pal, Mason. He recently went incognito, to hide from the paparazzi and his adoring fans. But hide as he may, I still see my little Mason. Reminds of those good old Schammy days.
It’s not too mental to be a fan of a sock puppet video blog, is it??
July 8th, 2009 at 5:49 am
It better not be too mental to love Mason, because I do too! I love his recent country song performance. He’s hilarious!
July 8th, 2009 at 11:26 am
I had a sneaking suspicion that you like Mason, too, Kathy.
Now how did I know that?!
;)
July 8th, 2009 at 12:14 pm
I used to watch The Sifl and Olly Show. So yeah, it’s a little too mental to like that.
July 8th, 2009 at 12:42 pm
This is so great! The Crabby Lady has a sweet side! And, she’s sweet on me! Well, since I’m sweet on her too, it works out just fine!
I would like to see your Schammy the Schweatsock routine! Sounds like my kinda guy!
Thanks a bunch for the visits and the warm fuzzies!