As my mind was wandering faster than my intelligence I had a question pop into my mind: How many beers would it take to get me to accept a tattoo? It is a question that will never be resolved because I can’t stand the taste of beer, but the concept is still out there.
I see people doing things that question their humanity. I guess you might say it confirms their humanity. I watch people who supposedly know which shoe goes on which side take off on skateboards and try to ride the rail that was originally installed for safety beside the stairs. How many beers did it take to start them off. How many nights sleep did they miss to even come up with the idea?
I have never watched the programs but I understand there are TV broadcast that have people eating live beetles for money. Who thought of that? Who came up with the idea of snow boarding and escalated it into doing flips and spins?
My idea of crazy is driving with the windows down or going out in public with no sox. An adventure is eating with chop sticks. Recently I went full strange and put hot sauce on my baked potato. Why? Because it was there and looked ignored. Actually it was quite good.
I would suggest that you limit your beers if you wonder if you could stand on your head while riding a motorcycle or anything else that might get me invited to your funeral.
Color me boring.
homo unius libri
Opus 2026-262: How Many Beers?
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