Welcome to the sixth installment of a weekly contribution to the site by my husband, Thomas: Chasing Rabbits. In case you missed the first one, why Chasing Rabbits? My husband will be the first to admit that his thought process can be a bit…er…random. He starts in one spot, chases after some rabbits, sometimes all the way down the rabbit hole and back, but it
mostly usually always ends in a great place. But don’t take my word for it…
So I recently put my engineering skills to use and constructed our girls a car out of Mega Bloks. I attached nine of the car bases together, while making a platform on the top. After that I made a throne style sitting area and BOOM! Instant functional Mega Blok racing car. Turns out, the girls actually like the block car better than their entire fleet of baby mobiles, which is substantial. They do love their racing cars.
For an hour we took turns pushing them around the kitchen island, each one getting 2-3 laps before switching out the driver. Even Annie would take her turn pushing Leelou for a lap or two. It wasn’t the most stable of construction and would not have passed the most basic of inspections (definitely the lack of turn signals and air bags). Every couple laps a chunk of the throne would come off and we’d have to veer off into the pit area. Luckily we had the best pit crew in the industry and down time was kept to a minimum.
I’m not really a fan of NASCAR. Sure it’s fun to drive really fast and out-maneuver other drivers, but you just don’t get that same level of enjoyment out of watching other people do it. I’m not going to watch it for the wrecks like most fans claim, mainly because I desperately try not to embrace the twisted side of human nature. I really try not to get enjoyment out of other people’s misfortune. That is what Confucius would say about NASCAR anyway.
We went to New York a few years back and watched a couple of Broadway productions, one of which was Avenue Q. A Muppet/Sesame Street parody full of off-putting life lessons, one of which was “schadenfreude,” a German term for getting pleasure out of somebody else’s misfortune. The cast also taught us lessons such as, “Everyone’s a little bit racist,” “It sucks to be me,” and “The internet is for porn,” all of which are really great mantras. We also saw Wicked from the third row, which was actually a little bit too close to see the front stage effects.
Before I started dating my wife, we hung out in a group with other office friends. Every once in a while we would declare a movie holiday and take off work to drive to the mega mega movieplex 45 miles down the interstate. When “Return of the King” came out, we were all obligated to pile up in a car and take a holiday.
Turns out everybody else took a holiday that day as well.
We were lucky and got some of the last seats in the house; unfortunately the vacant seats were in the third row. If you have never seen a movie from the first few rows, I would describe it as barely a step above non-attendance. You can’t turn your head fast enough to process everything that is going on and you leave with a sore neck and a headache from 72 billion pixels directly in front of your face. But I was there on opening day and saw it! Well, parts of it. Kinda.
I don’t usually attend the opening day or late night release parties for anything. I admit, it is really cool that people show that much support, but that is not who I am. I just don’t like crowds. I don’t do midnight release parties, because it’s not like I am going to go home and start watching a movie or playing a game at 1:00 am.
I actually went to the midnight release of The Deathly Hallows to make sure my (very pregnant) wife had a copy to start reading the next day. So I waited at the front of the line, which petered out around 75 people deep.
The off-duty police officer guarded the treasure hoard until the store manager came to open the containers and hand them out. I would guess there were around 1,000 books on site. Whew! Good thing I got there early!
The next day we were out and about and everywhere we went we saw giant, towering displays of the book. Good thing I got mine yesterday!
What about you? Ever craft a toy for your kids that they liked better than anything you’d bought them? A pirate ship out of cardboard boxes, maybe? Ever skip work to see a movie on opening day? Ever stand in line at midnight for the latest book you just had to have? Tell us your tales in the comments, because we love to share the crazy!theater photo credit: splorp via photopin cc