Wednesday, May 18, 2011
O Wise One Wednesday
Wisdom time. That's right, time to totally wise up.
For those of you just joining us, I have added O Wise One Wednesday - appropriately acronymed O-WOW cuz that's what all these shovel fulls of wisdom inspire the dumpee to say, and not, as nameless sasspots in my now smaller circle of friends suggested, OW-OW - because I discovered I was so wise there wasn't any room left in my brain for remembering the names and gender identities of the characters on 'Glee.'
So every week I offload a batch of wisdom, and already I can remember that "Kurt" is the one who sings Liza Minelli tunes.
Today's wisdom comes from my real life experiences with driving, religious affiliation, and my hateful, diabolical karma, which clearly is plotting my demise and every night prays that - socially - I'll die a slow, humiliating and above all public death.
When you are driving down the road, and someone cuts you off, and you think, "That's it. I have been patient with the licensed drivers of the universe and their flagrant disregard for my very visible vehicle already occupying the space they somehow feel the need to occupy themselves. But it is time to take a stand, once and for all," and you speed up, lock eyes with that driver who is totally deserving of the puppet show you're about to share with them, and then proceed with the abbreviated 'wave' so popular on this country's highways...
...it won't matter if you're driving in Peru, on the moon, or (for reasons known mostly to the primary care physician writing your prescriptions) in your own garage...
...the next time you see that driver, she will be introduced to you as your new visiting teaching companion.