Whenever one of these bizarre Coke commercials come on, usually very late at night on a cable channel during a film noir festival of some kind, I am absolutely riveted. The completely demented concept of separate body parts, replete with different accents and personalities for each one, well… fascinates me. This one is my favourite, I think.
Excellent!
My Dad sent me this today and it just struck me. I laughed so hard I literally went into silent-laughter mode, complete with tears coursing down my cheeks. It is so powerfully effective that all I have to do now is think of it… the baby orangutang! The THING! The utter random bizarreness of the whole situation! …and I’m wheezing like my Great Grandma Katie. It’s too awesome not to share.
I laughed til I hurt. “Unclear on the concept” is a long-running theme for jokes in my family and we’re always tickled to find examples. Just like LOLcats and Fail, now that it’s popular, there is going to be a bunch of folks who just don’t quite get the concept.
I’m here because I’m lonely. I’m here because people who are lonely in the same way I am lonely have a very hard time finding each other. .
Being hearing impaired / deaf is lonely.
Having bipolar disorder is lonely.
Being an undergraduate student in your mid-thirties is lonely.
Being a Biblical Studies major is lonely.
Being infertile is lonely.
And even though it shouldn’t be, being desperately in love with God is sometimes the loneliest feeling there is.
So there it is. I’m dropping any attempt to be slick or intellectual or one of the cool kids. I’m just here to share the things I struggle with, the things I’m trying to understand and the things I am learning.