Donut Get Old Being Pushed Around?
A Story About Living Your Dreams
Part I
Man alive, do you love donuts! You can’t get enough of them! You love to smell them, name them, throw them in the air and catch them, run in place while holding them, and most of all, EAT them! If you had one wish, it would be to live the rest of your life with a never-ending supply of donuts, so that you never had to work or care for your family or think at all. All you would have to do is be with your donuts! There’s just one problem: you do have to work and care for your family. Life can’t be all about donuts, after all.
But what if, just imagine for a moment, you didn’t have to do all these things? Just think to yourself, what if I didn’t have a family to feed and support anymore, what if my wife and two little children were *poof* gone? Boy, that’s a cozy thought, isn’t it? It’s nice to think about all that free time that you could spend taking your donuts out to brunch, or treating them to a movie, or showing them how to paper mache. Maybe you’d show your donuts how to shoot “hoops”, or make dunk shots in the backyard. You might even read them some of your favorite poetry, the poems that make you glad to be alive.
Imagine if you didn’t have to go to your job at the Roller Rink ever again. No more little boys and girls zooming around in circles and giggling and wearing high socks with neat patterns. No more cold dirty mozzarella sticks on the floor to sweep up. No more having to reach up into the vending machines to knock loose the $2 pairs of socks. You would never have to wear socks again! But you could keep the nice love songs that play on repeat over the speakers in the ceiling. You could even listen to your favorite love song all the time, the one about the man with a hole in his heart left by his girl who died in a car accident. It’s probably the saddest song you know, but still, it reminds you of the hole that a DONUT has! And there’s nothing sad about that!
But don’t get too comfortable, buster, you have to go to work soon to open up the Rink. Without you, there wouldn’t be anyone to sweep, mop, and occasionally wax the big wooden oval floor. Where would all the little kids skate, and flirt with eachother, and compare the sizes of their private parts in the locker room? At least, that’s what you assume they do back there, because what else would they need a special room for? Without you, there wouldn’t be anyone for the kids to whisper and giggle about, to point at and make jokes about. The little kids wouldn’t have their fun at your expense. They wouldn’t get to laugh away their precious childhood while you are scraping the gum off of 50 separate pairs of skates. Hmm, now that you think about, you don’t much enjoy your job at the Roller Rink, huh?
Well you know, there is something you could do about that...
Man alive, do you love donuts! You can’t get enough of them! You love to smell them, name them, throw them in the air and catch them, run in place while holding them, and most of all, EAT them! If you had one wish, it would be to live the rest of your life with a never-ending supply of donuts, so that you never had to work or care for your family or think at all. All you would have to do is be with your donuts! There’s just one problem: you do have to work and care for your family. Life can’t be all about donuts, after all.
But what if, just imagine for a moment, you didn’t have to do all these things? Just think to yourself, what if I didn’t have a family to feed and support anymore, what if my wife and two little children were *poof* gone? Boy, that’s a cozy thought, isn’t it? It’s nice to think about all that free time that you could spend taking your donuts out to brunch, or treating them to a movie, or showing them how to paper mache. Maybe you’d show your donuts how to shoot “hoops”, or make dunk shots in the backyard. You might even read them some of your favorite poetry, the poems that make you glad to be alive.
Imagine if you didn’t have to go to your job at the Roller Rink ever again. No more little boys and girls zooming around in circles and giggling and wearing high socks with neat patterns. No more cold dirty mozzarella sticks on the floor to sweep up. No more having to reach up into the vending machines to knock loose the $2 pairs of socks. You would never have to wear socks again! But you could keep the nice love songs that play on repeat over the speakers in the ceiling. You could even listen to your favorite love song all the time, the one about the man with a hole in his heart left by his girl who died in a car accident. It’s probably the saddest song you know, but still, it reminds you of the hole that a DONUT has! And there’s nothing sad about that!
But don’t get too comfortable, buster, you have to go to work soon to open up the Rink. Without you, there wouldn’t be anyone to sweep, mop, and occasionally wax the big wooden oval floor. Where would all the little kids skate, and flirt with eachother, and compare the sizes of their private parts in the locker room? At least, that’s what you assume they do back there, because what else would they need a special room for? Without you, there wouldn’t be anyone for the kids to whisper and giggle about, to point at and make jokes about. The little kids wouldn’t have their fun at your expense. They wouldn’t get to laugh away their precious childhood while you are scraping the gum off of 50 separate pairs of skates. Hmm, now that you think about, you don’t much enjoy your job at the Roller Rink, huh?
Well you know, there is something you could do about that...
to be continued...
posted by Doug at 12:58 PM
1 Comments:
Happy Thanksgiving, Doug. Reading your blog is like reading the poems that make me glad to be alive.
Only far more accessible and pedestrian.
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