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Another inferiority complex returns home
This bit of spam filler amused me quite a bit:
When you see a skyscraper living with the eggplant, it means that a sandwich reads a magazine. The makeshift tuba player satiates a mysterious bullfrog, and the smelly microscope ignores a cashier. When another inferiority complex returns home, a buzzard for some line dancer meditates. If the pine cone barely assimilates a chain saw, then the cyprus mulch related to the dust bunny starts reminiscing about lost glory. When you see an anomaly defined by another bottle of beer, it means that a jersey cow from a movie theater reads a magazine.
"The dust bunny starts reminiscing about lost glory." Duuuuude.
I've realized that there is at least one part of my life where I have achieved some measure of true understanding of Zen: waiting for the bus. I'm standing there enjoying my music and people around me are getting stressed out because the bus is late and I realize that I gave that up years ago, because getting upset doesn't make the bus come any faster or the weather any more pleasant, does it?
I do however fail to have the same equanimity when I miss the bus because it was early.
When you see a skyscraper living with the eggplant, it means that a sandwich reads a magazine. The makeshift tuba player satiates a mysterious bullfrog, and the smelly microscope ignores a cashier. When another inferiority complex returns home, a buzzard for some line dancer meditates. If the pine cone barely assimilates a chain saw, then the cyprus mulch related to the dust bunny starts reminiscing about lost glory. When you see an anomaly defined by another bottle of beer, it means that a jersey cow from a movie theater reads a magazine.
"The dust bunny starts reminiscing about lost glory." Duuuuude.
I've realized that there is at least one part of my life where I have achieved some measure of true understanding of Zen: waiting for the bus. I'm standing there enjoying my music and people around me are getting stressed out because the bus is late and I realize that I gave that up years ago, because getting upset doesn't make the bus come any faster or the weather any more pleasant, does it?
I do however fail to have the same equanimity when I miss the bus because it was early.
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I feel the same way about traffic. There's no point in getting upset about it; me losing my temper is not going to get me anywhere any faster. It's just an opportunity for me to listen to more of my CDs.
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I understand what you mean about right before you fall asleep. It's like my brain goes into some sort of massive free association seizure and OMG it would be so fantastic if I could just remember it, but trying to remember it just wakes my brain up and makes it stop.
There are many annoying situations that I have found more than tolerable because they gave me time to listen to more music. Isn't it great?
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(ETA Ooh, I just realized that it's actually the cypress mulch reminiscing about lost glory. Which is possibly even more intriguing!)
an anomaly defined by another bottle of beer
I bet that happens a lot, actually.
I agree about waiting for mass transit, but also about when it comes early. No fair!
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ETA: You're right, it is the dust bunny's relative reminiscing! Was the mulch reminiscing about its life as a tree? How cool might that be?
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