With nothing better to do, I have spent a lot of time thinking up ways in which one can cut down the time spent getting ready in the morning. Most of the things I have come up with rely on multi-tasking: doing two or more things at the same time.
Possible solutions include shaving while shitting, having breakfast in the bus, using a newspaper as a towel (the idea is that you read a sheet and then use that sheet to wipe yourself) and eating breakfast naked (air dry). However, the most practical thing I have come up with is to brush teeth while having a shower. The trick, of course, is that you have to have the toothbrush ready before entering the shower.
Are you annoyed by the fact that you have just wasted forty seconds of your life that you will never get back?
I am most fascinated by the term “retreating monsoons”. So the Commander Cloud, yells to his troops “We done over here boys, RETREAT”. And all the clouds, feeling much lighter, turn back and start heading towards their motherland. A lot of clouds don’t make it all the way back, disintegrating on the way. And so they trudge back, sometimes looking at the world below and thinking “Man, I don’t remember passing by this place two months ago” or “Man, we really changed the place up didn’t we!”.
The younger clouds, of course, would be more excited but the older, experienced ones would be numb to it all. And they would all march back, slowly and gently. Without a care in the world.
Upon a most enthusiastic recommendation, I saw How to Train a Dragon and it was pretty enjoyable. I like cartoons (sorry are they called animated films now?) in general and this one was more than watchable. It also had some odd-ball humor which is always a welcome break. And of course the idea of dragons itself is pretty cool.
Which brings me to one of the most perplexing philosophical questions I have ever been asked: “Would you rather be a dragon or have a dragon?”. Terribly perplexing I’m afraid.