Is it still plagiarism when you cut and paste your own words? I guess we’ll find out. What you’ll find below is my weekly ramblings from the Medicine Hat News and if you happen to pick up a copy of the News, don’t forget to grab your rock army BONUS word of the day. Could come in handy for Rock Army Fridays and something is telling me that our $10,000 Big Bag Of Cash could be sticking around for a little while yet. Anywho, here’s a peek of how my noodle works . . . if it works at all.
There’s a misconception that somewhere down the dusty shoefly road of life, namely between childhood and adulthood, the mysteries of life are replaced with reality and taxes. And while Pinochio’s nose wouldn’t grow with that statement, I also believe that with help of some smoke and mirrors, there’s still a lot of Doug Henning-like magic left in this world because who can explain the following.
I call it ‘food science’ but should you and your dinner party order the same menu items, your wife’s food will always taste better than yours. Likewise, you can purchase a cooler guaranteed to keep your beer cold for an entire season and yet a wobbly pop from your buddy’s cooler, made from wool blankets no less, will taste better, crisper and colder than from your own stock. Logic can’t explain such a phenomenon therefore it must be magic.
Picture a lazy Sunday in the city when the only things rolling down the streets are tumbleweeds and empty coffee cups. You forget to grab bleucheese dressing for the hot wings and with 10 minutes before gametime, you head uptown via your streetcar not necessarily named Desire. This is the moment when your ride will be enveloped by a cloud of traffic that appears from the bush beside your house. You’ll also note that yield signs have been replaced with stop signs, stop signs have been replaced with red lights and you’ll be lucky to make it home before the 4th quarter. Some would say it’s a matter of not synchronizing traffic lights or a two-lane battle of the blue-hairs but this runs much deeper than electronic light standards and senior street racing; chalk it up to another one of life’s mysteries.
Personal items lost will always be found in the last place you look and the last cup of milk from the gallon container will always be the coldest. Logic states in this last example that you’d drink the last cup first but the magic of life doesn’t allow that to happen in the order we want. Ultimately, life is like a roller coaster and to appreciate those loop-do-loos that are terrifingly addictive, we need to recall the lows of the slow moving corners and remember the antici….pation of climbing that first big incline before you’re swooped away into the life we know as reality. Whether we call it a karma or magic, life is about inpterpretation and wouldn’t you rather have a glass half full than a glass that half empty?