Wednesday, June 23, 2010

Doha: Done

I’d cap Frosty’s ass. My sons know this, as I have encouraged them with words like “Cap Frosty’s ass!” It’s not that I have anything against Frosty, in particular, or his ass. I’m sure he’s a fine guy, what with his corncob pipe and carrot nose. What I don’t like is commercialized cuteness. Especially the ones that require generators, like the inflatable Frosties, Santas, Easter Bunnies, or Great Pumpkins. Even if I drove by an inflatable Bambi, I’d instruct my boys to shoot to kill. Even Thumper – the inflatable one – would be advised to wear a vest. So when my sons and I are out driving during the Holiday season, I've given them this wise holiday advice.

Even worse, if that is possible, are the posters of Eagles soaring on the wing, with the caption reading "Unless you soar with the Eagles you’ll sit with the Turkeys." I’m not sure whether I’ll agree or disagree with this, as right now I am sitting with the (Wild) Turkey. Who seems quite friendly, and we have been having quite the revealing conversation (you won’t BELIEVE what he has done, the rake). Ben Franklin certainly liked turkeys, and for a guy who was early to bed and early to rise, and spoke French, and had badder mullet than MacGyver (compare their pictures below!), and still discovered electricity and petticoats, and said things like “We shall all hang together, or we shall all hang separately” he seemed to do OK. Well. I’m on his side, in general. As for the Eagles…well Don Henley Must Die. That’s not my opinion, that’s a song.

At any rate, I've spend too much time on the setup for this post and, I fear, that time was wasted. But what else am I going to do at 2 a.m.? So let me get to the main point: I don't like cutesy inspiration comments. But I did like these signs which ring Education City, where Georgetown is located, in Doha. What might just be maudlin in my cynic's head might just be inspiring elsewhere and to others. I hope so.


  1. I need an inflateable Santa to get into the Xmas spirit. And, consider all those signs that tell us things we used to know.... a sign of the times. Like those frames in corporate offices that read, "excellence" and "Team". Hell, I still read the instructions on the back of my shampoo bottle. Sometimes I forget to repeat. As for shooting Santa and his inflatable reindeer, "Just Do It".

  2. You know just when I begin to understand the meaning, I start thinking .... Hmmm, I really need to know more, I need to discover in order to create something. Then I start to explore the unknown, I build up my knowledge and then, maybe then I might understand the meaning, but oh, what’s this …. I have discovered something new ! and it just starts me thinking all over again ..... yes, I'm a smart ass ; )


    Well Done

    And welcome back.