Originally posted on Gerry Canavan:
New calculations suggest the Universe could collapse at any time.
“Hi, nice to meet you. Thank you for coming.” What was standing by the door was a cat, but it was late, and he didn’t care. He just wanted to go home. So, the interviewer pointed to the chair in front of his desk, and gathered his papers into his hands while addressing the new comer. “Okay. I will ask you a few questions today.” “Meow.” He looked at the cat and nodded. “So, how do you feel about a room that is dirty?” “Meow.” “Would you feel comfortable in a dirty room?” “Meow, meow.” It shook its head, left to right. “Okay, fair enough.” So, how would you handle a rude student?”…
It had been a long day. He took a sip of water from the water fountain..ghastly taste. One more interview and he was going home..finally. He walked back to his office, and set down. Minutes later however there was a light scratch at the door. He ignored it thinking it was the staff cleaning the school hallway. It really was getting late. scratch, scratch, scratch.. He looked at the door. The little glass window was covered by a piece of wood with a smiley face on it. It was a student project from wood shop, he unfortunately got it as a gift. It did it’s service however as no one was able to peak their annoying head and look in…
Do we not have this concept that for things to be good and worthy of our time they have to be functional or useful? Although, that has not always been a bad thing, it’s not always the best way to observe art work. But, why? If we have a strong pre-conceptual idea of what it is or what it should be, especially if we have a hard time figuring out what the devil is it, we might end up not looking at the work in its own right, for what it is in front of us. Of course, art work doesn’t have to be liked. We don’t have to like it at all. But, if we try to like it by figuring it…
An airplane, a jumbo jet, loses all power and is falling straight down into an aircraft carrier. The captain tries to steer the giant ship away to avoid the plane. The jet misses the carrier by a few hundred yards and falls into the ocean. All important members of the aircraft carrier stand on the deck and receive silver medals. There is an Russian soldier who smiles and mutters something in Russian, when he receives the medal. Everyone claps. But, the pilot of the plane is alive. It happens to be Will Smith. He somehow manages to get out of the plane and crawl his way into the ship. I seem to know that feat of missing…
I’ve been trying to do it right (Hey!) I’ve been living a lonely life(Ho!) I’ve been sleeping here instead (Hey!) I’ve been sleeping in my bed, lyrics by : THE LUMINEERS – HO HEY LYRICS Although- I have to say, the rest of the lyrics do not interest me as much, I like this part about “sleeping here instead”. We can like our beds, love them perhaps, but if we are in them too much, perhaps it means we are depressed. We need to go out and enjoy time with loved ones and people that make us happy.
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