Thursday, May 5, 2005

Seis de stinkin' Mayo

Rantalicious, it will be ...

1. There is not a right or wrong way to serve a cuppa joe.
2. There is not a right or wrong way to dance.
3. There is not a right or a wrong way to type.
4. There is not a right or a wrong way to introduce yourself, apply lipstick, ask for help, offer a toast, cook tapioca, fold towels, make brownies, jog, love, or SING!

Instead of a fiesta, I'm finding the two sides of myself at war.

ATTACK: Why can't we all relax a little and let people live(!*&*&*). It adds so much flavor to the rush of days that people have different ways of living. If Cleatus Snickenbalm drives 5 mph under the legal limit, more power to him! Encore, Cleatus! All of these micro-regulations that I (and my ancestors before me) have placed on ourselves only serve to encourage severe indigestion and eventually, total loss of the stomach.

COUNTER-ATTACK: Yes, the law is in place for our protection. Yes, there are procedures that help us accomplish tasks more smoothly.

THE EVER-LOVING 'But': Yeah...but whoever said the ultimate goal should be a life completely devoid of bumps.

Wheh. I'm done. Thanks for reading, Mom.
Tune in again next time for another fine reading moment with Aubrey.

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