The weirdities of life
Life is full of mysteries.
Like…why does the light bulb on my makeup mirror burn out so fast? I don’t even bother to replace it anymore because a light bulb used for 15 minutes a day shouldn’t burn out in a couple of months. So that answers your question. That is why I look like that.
And why does Walmart attract such a strange crowd? Tonight’s doozies were a guy dozing off in a display chair while a young girl stood over him and picked through his hair (we’re talking monkey picking, here), and some barefoot dude in shorts who apparently hadn’t noticed that it was 41 degrees outside.
The mystery that has my attention at this moment is one that has puzzled me for years. When I’m sitting here at the computer, why does my right hand get so cold? It’s the one moving the mouse around and putting popcorn in my mouth, doing the work, so you’d think it would be warmer because it is active. But no…it’s freezing. My left hand, while not exactly toasty, is comfortably warm.
Maybe these things could warrant their own show on cable television. Five will get you ten someone would watch it. And probably merchandize it.
Some people will watch anything. Some people will buy anything.
And some people get monkey-picked in public while waiting on the people who are buying anything.