This statement might be considered moot since we're moving into Fall, but I'm not a fan of picnics. Never have been.
One of the reasons I prefer the Pacific Northwest to sunny California is because...well, the lack of sun. There are a couple months in Seattle where we don't get much rain, and people come out of their homes and realize that hello, we actually have a glowing orb in the sky that emits happiness and rays of sunshine. Seattle-ites are big into nature and hiking and parks. I'm not against sun, although I'd prefer rain any day.
But...I don't really like picnics. Or outdoor BBQ's. And if you put a gun to my head, 9 times out of 10 I'll say I'd prefer to sit inside rather than outside at a restaurant (but mostly I'd prefer the other person choose, because it doesn't make a huge difference).
I don't get why people want to sit outside to soak up sun or enjoy God's creation or whatever. When you're outside, you start worrying about wind blowing napkins around, ants, and the sun spoiling the mayo in your potato salad concoction, and you have to keep chasing away flies that wanna get all up in your food. And if you want to talk about moot, then we all know that waving around of hands is really only for the false sense of security. Bugs are doing it and dive-bombing into your food all the time. We only catch 50% of them. Maybe.
Plus ice cream melts a lot faster when you're outside.
But...I don't really like picnics. Or outdoor BBQ's. And if you put a gun to my head, 9 times out of 10 I'll say I'd prefer to sit inside rather than outside at a restaurant (but mostly I'd prefer the other person choose, because it doesn't make a huge difference).
I don't get why people want to sit outside to soak up sun or enjoy God's creation or whatever. When you're outside, you start worrying about wind blowing napkins around, ants, and the sun spoiling the mayo in your potato salad concoction, and you have to keep chasing away flies that wanna get all up in your food. And if you want to talk about moot, then we all know that waving around of hands is really only for the false sense of security. Bugs are doing it and dive-bombing into your food all the time. We only catch 50% of them. Maybe.
Plus ice cream melts a lot faster when you're outside.
Nature is so grand, isn't it, Mildred?
And another thing about these picnic/BBQ gatherings is that there always seems to be some mandatory physical activity.
Why? I thought I was done with the humiliating physical exertion when I graduated high school. Why do we have to bring volleyball and ultimate frisbee and soccer and kickball and dodgeball into social gatherings? Supposedly it doesn't matter if you're good or not...but come on, let's be honest. People like winners. And people like winners to be on their team.
Why? I thought I was done with the humiliating physical exertion when I graduated high school. Why do we have to bring volleyball and ultimate frisbee and soccer and kickball and dodgeball into social gatherings? Supposedly it doesn't matter if you're good or not...but come on, let's be honest. People like winners. And people like winners to be on their team.
Of course, the problem might weight more heavily because I like to win too. Hey, I want to bump fists and do a manly chest bump with teammates. It can suck being the loser all the time. I've never been physically apt at...anything. When I was a kid, I think I used to run away from the ball during kickball.
I mean sure, we all have our gifts and strengths in different things. But no one is going to go to the Olympics for speed reading, and the art of cram-paper-writing isn't exactly a team sport. Usually. Besides, being good at sports usually means you maintain a good physique at the same time. Sitting around to read and write can often do the opposite.
I mean sure, we all have our gifts and strengths in different things. But no one is going to go to the Olympics for speed reading, and the art of cram-paper-writing isn't exactly a team sport. Usually. Besides, being good at sports usually means you maintain a good physique at the same time. Sitting around to read and write can often do the opposite.
Or not.
Although I think I got some muscle tones in my arms from holding up a flute for hours a day while practicing. And my lungs must be in good shape.
Anyway, speaking of muscle tone, here's a link of a recent Old Spice commercial that I found particularly funny:
Also, speaking of dodgeball, here's a link of an excellent mini-documentary my friend Steven did of community dodgeball that they do in a Seattle park.
And finally, here's a link to a guest blog I did at Hellomonster about the King of Pop, whose birthday it would have been today. Happy birthday, MJ.
Anyway, speaking of muscle tone, here's a link of a recent Old Spice commercial that I found particularly funny:
Also, speaking of dodgeball, here's a link of an excellent mini-documentary my friend Steven did of community dodgeball that they do in a Seattle park.
And finally, here's a link to a guest blog I did at Hellomonster about the King of Pop, whose birthday it would have been today. Happy birthday, MJ.