Greetings Interweb! I have a strange mind. No stranger than anyone else’s, I suspect, but strange enough to entertain me with musings from time to time. I wrote some of these musings down, and they appeared to entertain a few other folks too. So I thought there should be somewhere for them to hang out together. A book seemed woefully indulgent; a diary too personal. So the blog was born. It seemed cheaper than getting proper therapy.
Tuesday, 14 April 2015
Banana-drama
On my walk home from work today I happened upon a banana skin on the pavement. Realising the huge potential danger I was in, I neatly sidestepped the fruit peeling to avoid almost certain death should I happen to step on it and slip to my doom. I then wondered if anyone has actually ever damaged themselves in this manner. I have never actually slipped on a banana skin. I have never witnessed someone else's demise in a banana-skin related incident. Nor have I even heard of such a thing. In fact it appears that the only people ever to have suffered, emotionally or physically, through standing on a banana skin, are cartoon characters and clowns. And the only result that I can fathom from this interaction is a comedic loss of dignity. Am I to assume that, should this unfortunate coming together of foot and banana skin ever occur, the likely outcome would be me gliding 50 feet down the pavement whilst simultaneously crashing through market stalls, sending passers by flying, knocking over porcelain vases and finally crashing through a wall, leaving a perfect human outline as I go?!
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