Wednesday, April 08, 2009


Like the fuzzy-bottomed red panda gratuitously posted here (because it is cute and because those other pandas get all the press), time is a sneaky creature and tends to scamper away of its own accord.

Mysteries of the time-space continuum that continue to elude me:

- Why does the Metro red line "next train arriving" sign always read double digits when I get to the platform?

- Why does 30 minutes on the elliptical seem longer than seven days on vacation?

- How can it be April already? (And why is it so damn cold still?)

- Why are the Smithsonian museums and DC galleries only open during business hours? I'd like to see some of this stuff after work thank you very much.

- Why does the "to do" list still have items remaining at 11 p.m.?

- Why are all the good tv shows clumped up on Monday night (and not spread out through mid-week when they're sorely needed)?

- If we all ran around without watches, Blackberries, alarms or clocks, how differently would we schedule our lives?


At 9:48 AM, Blogger Hammer said...

To answer your last question, we'd be just like Spain, but with better barbecue.

At 3:21 PM, Blogger globalchameleon said...

And better roads, too (except in rural Minnesota, thank you Gov. Paw-lenty). God bless this fictitious slothful consumer nation.


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