I am a curious sort and, as a result, many questions flow through my brain seeking answers or, at least, clues to answers.
- Whilst printing an email this morning, my mind wandered off to pose the question: Who decided the standard size of paper to be 8.5″x11″?
- I then read an article about the MOST EXPENSIVE coffee in the world…kopi luwak from Sumatra. Apparently, the Civet Cat eats the coffee cherries and then poops out the beans. Now…..I have an addiction to coffee. I love coffee! I drink lots of coffee. But the voices in my head united as one to ask the question: “The most expensive coffee in the world is found in cat poop?” Who was the person who figured this out? I can’t speak for anyone else, but as much as I love coffee, digging through cat crap to get a cup of coffee will most definitely cure my addiction post haste!
- Next I saw an advert for Fiji Water which claims to be bottled at the source without being touched by human hands. How does water flow from the source, into pipes (made by human hands or machinery made by human hands), and then into PLASTIC bottles (made by human hands or machinery made by human hands), and then into the stores? How do we know this isn’t the result of some guy with a garden hose mucking about in his garden filling up plastic bottles and laughing himself silly as his bank account just grows and grows?
- Next came an advert for the Fiat 500. This minuscule auto is not much larger than a golf cart and was intended to be the competition for the Mini Cooper and the Smart Car. Yet, according to the advert, if you “accidentally” drop a Viagra tablet into the fuel tank, the docile Fiat 500 becomes all bulked up into a bit of a rager. So should your Fiat 500 remain in this bulked up state for more than 4 hours, should one consult their local garage?
Other miscellaneous ponderings include such issues as:
- Who decided how much water it would take to make poop disappear down the pipes?
- Who decided a red light meant STOP, unless you are in a brothel quarter and then it has a completely different meaning.
- Why does a scantily clad woman become offended when the Average Joe looks are her displayed wares?
- If we are all so much alike, why do I like quiet while others prefer loud?
- Why do we never see human heads stuffed and mounted on the walls of animal homes?
- Who was the one who got to decide that scratching where it actually itches in “inappropriate”?
- Why do the “Standard Size” windows seem to change when I need to have one replaced or re-glassed?
- Why do women wear brasseries that “Lift and Separate” but when the lifted and separated are noticed by men, the men are told “eyes up here”?
These are just a few of my mental wanderings.