I’ve been on a short break from therapy.
It’s hard to question your motives and beliefs twice a week, every week.
I used last week’s rains as a reason not to go.
There are times when I want to know what it feels like just to live.
That’s not the way it’s going to be for me, not yet—and I can feel
my mind splitting open in preparation for this afternoon’s session.
When I feel low I distract myself with humor and wordplay.
I’m a big fan of Mystery Science Theater 3000 because of the wordplay.
New episodes of MST3K are in production and headed for Netflix this year.
For people who don’t know the show here’s a sample:
Great humor is timeless.
A conversation about astrology yesterday led to thoughts of the Firesign Theater so I ran a search for them on the Internet Archives.
If you’re feeling down I offer this story of ‘Genesis’ as told by the Firesign Theater.
It is an excerpt from “I Think We’re all Bozos on this Bus.”
Before the beginning, there was this turtle. And the turtle was alone. And he looked around, and he saw his neighbor, which was his mother. And he lay down on top of his neighbor, and behold! she bore him in tears an oak tree, which grew all day and then fell over — like a bridge. And lo! under the bridge there came a catfish. And he was very big. And he was walking. And he was the biggest he had seen. And so were the fiery balls of this fish, one of which is the sun, and the other, they called the moon.
