humor

Laundry woes

I was downstairs in the dining room when I noticed that the house was oddly quiet. Low and behold, I forgot to set the washer, leaving my clothes soaking for more than an hour (we have an old school Maytag).

My mind immediately thought of this scene in The Emperor’s New Groove, which pretty much sums up how the conversation went inside my head. It seems I have an affinity toward this movie. This is my second meme in reference to it.

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quick thoughts

Unit B6(12)

Speaking of productivity, I just finished watching The Little Prince on Netflix.

The idea of “growing up” and what that all means has caught my attention today.

According to the film, us adults are “a bit odd” as many of us fixate on things that really aren’t “essential.”

Watching the film this time around, I identified with Mr. Prince, the grown up version of the Little Prince, who finds himself sweeping chimneys and disconnected from his younger self.

He’s forgotten his youthfulness and sense of wonder. His whimsy is no more and has been replaced with obedience and boundaryless work. All of his previous light has been dimmed in pursuit of pleasing Mr. Business.

But there is hope. He ends up finding his way back to himself and remembering all that was once his. I hope I do too.

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Life, summarized

I woke up this morning with the beat of “Lost in My Mind” playing in my head.

I wasn’t sure why it was there in the first place, but it became clearer as I listened to the lyrics.

How’s that bricklayin’ coming?
How’s your engine running?
Is that bridge getting built?
Are your hands getting filled?

Won’t you tell me my brother?

The message reminded me of what the midnight muse was trying to tell me a couple of weeks ago.

tend to your garden
all those things you said you would
even now they call

It seems that my inner self is trying to remind me of something that I have forgotten. Not in reprimand nor in judgment, but in subtle reintroduction. A gentle prompting to get back to what I’ve lost sight of.

The phone camera fell out of my hands and captured this this morning.
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Time for a tune up

Did you know that running shoes have certain milage on them? It turns out that you’re supposed to get new shoes between 300-500 miles of usage, which equates to about six months or even a year depending on how much you run.

I’m not an avid runner, but I do know that it was about time for an upgrade. I slipped into my new sneaks this evening and was off. It felt good to run again.

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A kind companion

It turns out that all throughout this morning’s commute, I wore a Trader Joe’s PLU sticker on my back without knowing it.

It most likely latched itself on as I walked through the store’s aisles last night in search of weekly goods. I bought bananas, a salad, and oatmilk, but no sweet potatoes.

Yet the sticker made its way over.

She rode with me on the train, packing in tightly to let passengers in. She saw, maybe even for the first time, the streets of Downtown Boston during rush hour.

We walked together up Bromfield Street, stopping to glance at fountain pens in the pen shop’s window. We wondered how much each of them cost, knowing full well neither of us could afford them.

We took the long way to work, crossing paths with an old friend and choosing to stay just one minute longer out in the sun. We then made it inside.

It wasn’t until I took off my sweater in order to hang it that I finally noticed she was there. No one had stopped me to point her out. Yet, having lived through this morning together, I’m glad no one did.

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cartoon captions, comics, humor

When life gives you socks…

Just a seat away from me, I noticed a woman silently reading a copy of The New Yorker on the train. I, in turn, opened up my backpack and pulled out my own copy featuring this week’s cartoon caption contest.

I looked over at her and hesitated. “Do I ask her?” I asked myself.

In the moment’s silence, I decided to go for it. “Excuse me?” I interrupted, “Can I get your opinion on something? What do you think of these cartoon captions?”

She laughed and replied, “Oh, so you’re the person who does these!”

I laughed and went on to show her what I had come up with. Many of them were standard, like the mention of regret or forgetting to pick up clothes from the cleaners.

But the two that I liked the most were about the dog in the background and the mention of the man’s socks.

She pointed out that, although the one about the dog was funny, the sock caption made more sense since the woman seems to be reacting to something the man is saying.

“His level of cluelessness,” she said and broke out in laughter. I couldn’t help but join her.

She was right. The man pointing out his socks as opposed to the rest of his wardrobe made it all the more humorous.

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You’ve been warned

Looking through my bank statement, I saw an uncanny $120 be withdrawn from my bank account.

I looked into it. The culprit? The New Yorker.

I never cancelled my discounted subscription, knowing full well this time would come. Despite my mental notes to cancel and despite my calendar reminders, I ignored it, turned away.

And so, I sit here, laughing and crying with fists in the air, looking up at the sky asking, “Why, God? Why?!”

But it was me.

And now, with $120 less in my account, I count the ways in which I could have spent this money: new running shoes, books, maybe even some cool new socks. Anything but a subscription.

And so, for this next year, I will be receiving The New Yorker in the mail. Technically, it’s not a bad thing. I’ll have more material to work with and many more cartoons to look at.

But it cost me. It cost me a pretty penny.

So, with that said, be wary of lingering subscriptions.

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