Friday, March 26, 2010

Things People Say-Or "Huh? Does That Make Any Sense to You?"


TwoSmallTreesInTheFog, originally uploaded by carolsLittleWorld.

The other day, I was reading this extra snarky website review of a popular TV show I watch. They used the words "cymbal-crashing monkeys" and it really struck a nerve with me. I've since started using these words myself, a lot actually, whenever anybody asks me almost anything.

"What did you hear about..." is followed by "Well, I heard *this* from the typical cymbal-crashing monkeys who banter about." It's become rather easy to sort of thrust these "cymbal-crashing monkeys" into random conversations. I've grown so used to them, in fact, I think I've actually started to see them-I'm having visions of "cymbal-crashing monkeys" roaming about freely, brandishing their pre-programmed propaganda about the place. It's comical, other than the fact that it's left me wondering if I've started to go completely mad.

The next day, when asked about the same show, I replied by saying, "it's an epic suck of extreme disproportions." Now, I don't even know what that means, really, but it kind of stuck with me too. I've been thinking it a lot lately. "An epic suck," not to be confused with, of course, a mere "normal" suck or any of those non "epic-" like sucks you might found lounging about in the back room, waiting to move into epic categories. No, no, not one of those, an *epic* one, please. (Hmmm.)

Then, I read another exchange, on another website. In the movie The Fountainhead, Gary Cooper plays an architect. When challenged with the question, "My dear fellow, who will let you?" he replied, "That's not the point. The point is, who will stop me?" That's a great quote and a really great thing to think about, isn't it? Who will stop me?

Of course, if you think of yourself as unstoppable, you'll eventually have to take on the "cymbal-crashing monkeys" and give them a go 'round, in which case, well, you might be facing your very own, "epic suck of extreme disproportions" but, you know, don't ask me, because I don't really even pretend to know what any of this means really. (I think I've started dreaming aloud again. It's always fun when that happens, isn't it?)

Tomorrow is slated to be a studio day so I'm about to go lounge around myself, waiting for something epic, hopefully not a "suck," to hit me upside the head. Who knows? Maybe I'll wind up painting some "cymbal-crashing moneys" tomorrow. Things could be worse, because, even though I'm not quite sure what that all means, at least that would be funny, wouldn't it?

And, how has your weekend started?

Until next time...

2 comments:

mythopolis said...

love the photo...re the line in the movie 'who wil stop me'?, I was reminded of a friend one night, who being quite high started into a rant about all of life, and it went on and on. Finally, he paused and said, "Isn't anyone going to stop me?"

Carol said...

Thanks, Mythos!

That's another good line, "Isn't anyone going to stop me?!?!?"