Thursday, October 11, 2007

How Many Sprinkles Does It Take To Regain One's Chi?

Okay... I had this whole paragraph about awkward encounters written. I wanted to be all thought-provoking about the individual differences that cause some people to be confrontational, some to be anticonfrontational, others to go for the awkward laugh, etc. But Cooper & Kona totally just disrupted my chi. They were out barking at the sprinklers... loudly... at 1 in the morning. (Oh yes, Cooper & Kona are wonderful causes of awkward encounters... between neighbors!) And to top it off, Cooper wouldn't come when I called him... because the sprinkler was sprinkling in his path... and he eventually caused me to get sprayed by it. At 1 in the morning... in my PJs. Great. Now I'm cranky, not only because my original awkward encounters paragraph was crap, but also because I'm... sprinkled. (And not the good kind... like the multicolored sprinkles on a chocolate-covered doughnut. Dang it... now WHO had to go and conjure up a picture of a chocolate-covered doughnut?! Mmmm... how yummy would that be right now?!)

Anyway, more than a couple awkward encounters (past, present, and future, natch) actually inspired my desire to write about them tonight... but I'll just share the one funny one (as observed between other people) with you. Do you watch The Daily Show? If you don't, you should. Jon Stewart is hilarious. And oh-so-thoughtful. And I'm a Republican. (There, I said it.) Anyway, on tonight's Daily Show, Jon's guest was Lynne Cheney. Yes, that Lynne Cheney. And if you think you might enjoy seeing Jon Stewart squirm, please please please go find the video clip online and WATCH IT. Classic.

Also, another one of my favorite reality-show-cum-social-experiment programs is back to "fresh" episodes (yes, it's on The CW... where "fresh" is some weird way they've chosen to tell us the eps are new). Beauty and the Geek also has some quintessential cringe-worthy awkward encounters. Sam & Rebecca doing whatever they were doing in the bed above Nicole? Boy oh boy, take me back to college. And, oh my gosh, on yet another reality show that I can't seem to get enough of (who knew I watched this much TV?!), Parisa let loose at the end of the most recent Real World!! OK... but really... we do not have to discuss my bad TV-watching habits. I actually think I could just quit TV altogether if I had something fun with which to replace it. Alas... my latest attempt at "something fun" was cancelled (I had enrolled in a continuing ed photography course).

What does it all mean? Who knows... I'm just gabbing... pretty much in those few moments of complete NON-lucidity right before I fall asleep. Shoot... for all I know, I just told you about the pink-haired lady on her bike with the apples in the horse basket. Talk about your awkward encounters. Later, kids.

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