Musing Interruptus is a podcast meant for sharing thoughts and stories and enjoying idiomatic phrases and words in general. You can read along; the transcription is in the description of this episode. The idiomatic expressions are in italics. Try to get the meaning from the context and then look them up to see if you were right. If you like it, share it, but more importantly, continue the conversation. The music is called Town Market by Blue Dot Sessions  Hello, Welcome. I’m Renée Valentina and this is Musing Interruptus. Today, That's a lot of peanuts.
I would love to have a pet elephant. I wish upon a star! I wish on fallen lashes! I blow dandelion flowers as I wish for my pet elephant. I wish as hard as I can. Every birthday candle, every year of my life, I have wished for an elephant of my own. I would give up working and writing and painting and singing and spend all my time with my pet elephant. 
We would take trips into the city and stomp on the silly people who litter or break the law. We would fight crime, my elephant and I. A super duo fighting crime. We could save people from complicated situations, and embarassment. Just imagine, you might have made a mistake. You might have accidentally called a friend by another name. Or perhaps you inadvertently passed gas and there is not a dog in sight to blame. You could call my pet elephant, and nobody would even notice.
 If you are bored doing office work, you just have to whistle and we’ll be there, standing below your window, so you can jump out and ride along with us on our next adventure. 
Imagine what people would say! Be good or else that elephant will thump you out of existence. My elephant wouldn’t really do that. My elephant wouldn’t actually hurt anyone. A little fear can go a long way to getting people to be on their best behavior. We would go downtown and have a parade, my elephant might shower everyone with water. I’m sure my elephant and I would love to play with water and sprinkle it here and there. 
When my elephant gets hungry, we’ll stop for peanut butter, peanut brittle, and my favorite honey-roasted peanuts. Peanut butter spoonfuls for lunch, peanut butter ice cream for dessert. After lunch, we will get to walking around again, in search of a river to play in until the sun goes down and it is time to sleep.
I don’t much like camping, but if I had an elephant, we would sleep in the forest, under the trees, close to a babbling brook. We would tell each other stories and make promises to travel to all the places we could. We might take a tour of the tallest trees and wettest rivers.  My elephant would carry the peanuts and I would carry our passports and money. 
We would surely, oh, most certainly go to a rock concert. My elephant and I would rock on and hard. I think my pet elephant would let me climb up on him so I could see the stage and the musicians, as I am only a fraction of the size of my pet elephant. You see, most times that I go to a standing-room-only concert, I miss out on actually seeing the band because everyone is taller than me. So there, sitting at the highest I could ever sit upon my friend the elephant, listening to the music and being ever so happy we are together. My pachyderm would surprise me! This very moment would be the moment. The moment when they were playing our favorite U2 song. Yes, we would be at a U2 concert, my elephant and I. My elephant would whisper in my ear his name and say, guess what, we can speak the same language, you and I. Oh my goodness, what a great moment that would be. 
I wish my grandmother would have met my elephant.  We would have gone to church with her and then Sunday morning breakfast. Continue reading

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