Friday, August 05, 2005

The Way of the Future

There will be a point to this post. Just bare with me. Or is it 'bear'? Urmph. I'll go with bare. Anyway. My brainstorm:

Upon running to class late the other day, I saw a bunch of kids on recess at a school nearby. I noticed that they were really small first of all. I don't really see children that often, especially en masse, so their small size always surprises me a little bit. Maybe I'm a little wacky this way. I guess that children are supposed to be small, but really, they're sort of strange looking from a distance, especially when in large groups. I enjoy children sometimes and somewhat but cannot be held accountable for large amounts of them. This is not actually part of my brainstorm. More like just something that I had to get off of my chest. What the second thing that I noticed about all of these kids is how damn fast they moved as I was wheezing my way to class at a fast walk. This made me think about how maybe if adults moved more like kids, they could get places in a much faster fashion. To achieve this speed with minimal exertion, the key lies in two areas: skipping and galloping. Much better and more fun than running, skipping and galloping are the way of the future. I'm just not going to lead the way. Because while expedient, I'll admit that it looks rather ridiculous to be galloping along at a horse-like gait whilst everyone else is sauntering along. This one requires a round the world effort. Maybe it's not such a good idea.

But I shared it with Bea, and she seems to think that it is brilliant. However, she IS my dog, so I think that maybe she could have just agreed with me so that I wouldn't persist, bother her all day long and force her to my way of thinking by slowly wearing her down. Though perhaps she really did think that it was a super idea. She did proceed to gallop to the car at full speed. But we were on our way to go get some cheese and avocados, so she could have just been overcome with happiness, as was I. I imagine I will have to consult her directly to get the truth on this one.

So anyway, us Duckdivers are a big group. If we all told our friends to, say, start skipping and galloping on a certain day, and tell them to tell their friends, and so on and so forth, perhaps we could turn this genius idea into reality. I think it'd really work. Who knows what we could achieve!

-Kerry Rane