About an hour ago, I took a walk to the Seattle Public Library about a half-mile from where I live. I figured I needed to get outside from studying all day at home. I felt the cabin fever kicking in and I could feel it starting to alternate with depression. It was so obvious the Chinese Medicine reasons why, so I just got out for a walk that got rid on the mild depression and cabin fever. As I walked to the library, I wondered why others wouldn't want to know what I know and pay for it. It's the big mystery to my life, which I am driven to unravel.
I got to the library and meditated hoping I wouldn't get booted for sleeping. I don't mind getting booted, but I'd rather just meditate without being disturbed. Then an earth shattering insight popped into my pea-brain to check out the Mad Magazines. It was the mother-lode.
While I try to abide to the be quiet part of proper library behavior, I couldn't help but to burst out laughing so loud that this one guy kept on giving me dirty looks. I could feel for him, but every time I kept on reading I burst out laughing again. He took one for the team. My team. He hit the trail soon after, when he realized the dirty looks weren't having the desired effect on me of me shutting my yap.
I was reading a spoof of the TV show Man vs Wild, where Bear Grillis is dropped off at a mall to survive. Killer stuff -- a mall. Well, Bear is in a terrifying situation at the mall, when he gets stuck behind a group of elderly mall walkers. In one panel, Bear overhears this group of old people talking. One says, "It's so hot in here". Another says, "It's so cold in here". Another says, "It's so loud in here". Another says, "What did you say?" Half of them have canes or walkers. In a subsequent panel, Bear gets them out of his way by making a fake sign that says early bird special at 4 o'clock. I'm dying.
After I stopped laughing, I knew the Chinese Medicine reasons why it is common for old people to go to bed early, to wake up early, to use canes or walkers, to alternate between being really hot and really cold. I knew why they could both be sensitive to noises and still hear like shit.
I'm not in the mood to explain why. But one day when I have others ears and I put down the Mad Magazine, I'll tell you why. You probably won't believe me. But I believe me and that's good enough for me to keep on going, before I'm become one of those old mall walkers too.
