A monkey and his key-bored: Murse....

Monday, May 24, 2010

Murse....

I am sitting in my office right now wearing what can only be described as a "murse." Why am I wearing a man purse? Well, earlier today I had to swallow a pill that is a camera that will take picture of my small intestine, because lately I have been having what the Doctor describes as, "the iron levels of a teenage girl who is menstruating." The murse holds a hard drive that receives pictures from the camera and stores them. The doctor will later look at the pictures and try to identify if there is anything wrong in my belly. In conclusion, murse..check, comparisons to a teenage girl...check, lack of existent masculinity...check.

2 comments:

amyMay 24, 2010 at 12:53 PM
Oh man bags can be stylish:) How does the doc know your iron levels are out of whack? Hope its nothing too serious! and crazy that you swallwoed a camera!
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BillMay 24, 2010 at 8:42 PM
I lost a bunch of weight and they wanted to figure out why and realized my iron was low. They don't really know why. Thanks for the concern, I am not to worried about it.
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Where am I? This isn't my beautiful life (Heads, T. 1980)!

Why the name???
One of my favorite sayings in the world is, "If you give a monkey a typewriter and infinity, he will write the Bible (you can insert any great book here as to not offend a religion)." I love this quote because it really makes several interesting statements. At it's heart it is a comment on probability. Basically saying that if you try at something long enough you are bound to succeed...no matter how deficient you are. It is the basis of science, failure begets failure, until we learn enough from failures that we are able to succeed, and I love science.

I also feel like this statement reminds us all that we shouldn't get too impressed with our abilities as a human race. We are not so far away from that monkey clunking away on the typewriter. Yes, we have invented many wonderful things. But, we have also participated in some horrible wars over odd things, excluded and hurt people simply because they are different, and created general mayhem on the environment. Despite the Parthenon, Shakespeare's sonnets, and our religious tomes we are just one small incident away from becoming monkey's chucking spears (or poop). The image should keep us all humble.

I often feel when I am authoring a blog that I am trying to create something meaningful that will, at the least, entertain people. Associated with that feeling, I often feel like I am flailing miserably. However, I shall keep hacking away, hoping some day probability prevails and I write something meaningful. In the event I do write something worthwhile, I hope I am level headed enough to remember my second point. If not, the five of you who read this blog can feel free to remind me.

And what about keyboard being spelled key-bored? Aside from the fact I utilize the English language like a dog would handle a paintbrush, bored refers to the emotion that usually precedes my writing, boredom. Get it? It is my attempt at being clever and deep.