Welcome to The Epic! I am launching this blog as a manifesto for and a guide to living well. The title and motto of the blog are taken from the Epicureans, at least some of whom believed in the notion that not one minute of the future was guaranteed to them and that as a result they had the duty to live life to its fullest every moment.
I believe in discovering fun and pleasurable things wherever I find myself each day and I am told I have a knack for unearthing them. My hope is that by sharing in my pleasures and some of my ways of finding them you will begin to collect all the riches that lie in the moments of your life. They are there. Take them! All our lives should be.....Epic.
Monday, April 5, 2010
Eternal Mysteries Explained
Eternal Mystery One: The cord tangle. I have a typical number of things with cords attached to them. Most of these things are devices that I take with me when I travel and I typically carry them in my briefcase. I am careful with my devices and their cords. No matter how careful I am, however, every single time I take one device or the other out of my briefcase its cord is hopelessly tangled into a snarl with any other cord in the case. It never fails. Resulting in a good portion of time wasted untangling them. Can you tell I am not an engineer? It always mystified me that inanimate objects could wrap themselves up in each other with no outside force being applied to them.
Eternal Mystery Two: The cord drawer. A variation of EM1 is the drawer I have at home in the kitchen into which every miscellaneous thing is tossed. Extension cords. Picture hanging wire. Screw drivers. Those slider pad things one is supposed to put under the feet of furniture when it is shoved about the floors. If one ever remembered that one owned the slider things before shoving the furniture around, that is. You know the drawer. Everyone has one. Every time I open that drawer, there are more cords in there and they are also in a total snarl. Another curious example of the tangelocity of inanimate rope-like objects.
I thought about these mysteries at random intervals for most of my adult life. Then, epiphany. I found myself (shockingly) in an airliner, rocketing along at thirty thousand feet. Holding (shockingly) a rocks glass with vodka in it. The proverbial scales fell from my eyes. All became clear. The answer to both EM1 and EM2 struck me like a bolt. The reason that seemingly inanimate cords behave the way they do with no help from me.
They are mating.
When the Nobel committee toddles around asking about the 2011 banquet, send them this way.
In my mid 50s, husband, father and itinerant storyteller. I am a putative jazz singer, poet and novelist, dedicated to mining every minute of life for the veins of pleasure they contain. My motto is "Dum Vivimus, Vivamus"..."While we Live--LET US LIVE".