Why is it funny when someone puts their shirt on backwards? Does the shirt not achieve its purpose? Is it funny just because it's orientation was unintentional? That seems like a silly reason for funny.
Today after taking shower number two, (in an attempt to reverse my bone-chill) I almost put my pants on backwards. I giggled,"thats funny" then thought--"why? No, it's not."
This almost reflexive attempt to smash a silly, good-natured thought reminded me further of my recent habit of arguing with everyone about everything. I have to disagree. I have to debate. I'm mean. I blame it on the mean South Dakota winter.
On the other hand (to disagree with myself) today while walking to work Winter nudged me towards concession; I found myself forgiving those truck driving So Dak men & women, agreeing with their gas guzzling ownership--maybe you DO need one of those in South Dakota. Maybe I am beginning to soften up to the lifestyles of the local folk. Or maybe my nose was frozen shut with snot-glue, slowing the oxygen flow to my brain.
ps the picture is my attempt at making a face out of an outside light and the reflextion of a break in the blinds. . .and an example of my refusal to go outside again.
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