Post by aniram on Nov 15, 2007 10:38:40 GMT 10
Another article by Col I found when looking at the other one. 
www.news.com.au/heraldsun/story/0,21985,22459542-5000117,00.html
THE first in a series of spontaneous meanderings -- how to justify driving to the supermarket, which is only a kilometre away.
If you've already walked to the supermarket the morning of the proposed driving adventure, is it reasonable to actually hop into the nice warm vehicle with maybe a song or two, up really loud, perhaps a bit of doof -- is it OK to listen to doof doof when you're 42?
A bit of time away, it's quite hectic at home, kids, homework, no you're not allowed to watch Home and Away. Why!? Because. Because, because, I said so (bugger! I always promised myself I wouldn't say that). Yeah.
A little time to yourself. Time out is important, I hear, maybe a little detour on the way to hear the end of the doof doof.
Rehearse that "Sorry we can't come for dinner" chat with your parents, Time to breathe. Time to reflect. Time to think.
Time to just . . . you know, "be".
It's hard. We all try our best.
With the buckets and the short showers and the green grocery bags and the light beer (that's not included is it?) and even the liberal use of the term "slightly soiled" when it comes to your trousers. (Eg: Is it three or four days?) With, say, jeans, how often should you wash them?
And the organic vegies and working bees and even ordering the half-serve of bacon and eggs at the trendy caff Sat morn to do my bit for the free-range little cutey chickens.
I do my bit.
Walk, you fool!
Walking is good.
What about getting out of the house for a minute? What about the fresh air?
What about the sky?
What about the sticky-beaking at other people's houses?
What about maybe saying good evening to a complete stranger?
What about getting the heart rate up a smidge. What about getting freaked out again by that weird barking dog who lives next door to the milk bar that only barks every, like, two times out of every 10 trips to the shops, so it's really sporadic and annoying.
Ah ha! No!
Hang on a second.
I've just had a shopping list rejig. There are a few other things we need at the supermarket.
The car is really, really essential as I can't carry back all that stuff in bags.
I really, really, really need the car. Honest!
What about that trolley you bought for this very occasion and have used three times, no, two times actually. Did you just buy it and bring it home and put it in the shed?
No. But don't you see?
The vegies and the fruit and the bread always get crumpled in the bottom of the trolley and the pressure is really on when you're packing the trolley with all the impatient folk in the queue behind you.
It's very stressful, I tells yer!
But there is something really satisfying in getting away for a brief time.
That's all we want.
That's not such a bad reason to pollute the earth just a teency measure.
A bit of time and space to recharge just a little.
A little time-out power nap, as it were.
Our parents did it all the time.
Dads all over the country would go to the hardware store on a Sat morn to buy something they didn't need and come back 20 mins later and sit in the garage listening to The Goons for an hour.
That's what they had to do to get some time to just "be". Mums, too, need time.
They really, really need some time.
I always remember my mum shouting in desperation when the kids would interrupt her in the lavatory, "CAN I JUST HAVE TWO MINUTES TO GO TO THE TOILET BY MYSELF!!"
Actually. We're done here, I think.
Only mums can drive to the supermarket if it's 1km away. Just don't, you know, do it too often.
Time is something the earth is unfortunately short of, too.
COLIN LANE is a comedian and actor
www.news.com.au/heraldsun/story/0,21985,22459542-5000117,00.html
THE first in a series of spontaneous meanderings -- how to justify driving to the supermarket, which is only a kilometre away.
If you've already walked to the supermarket the morning of the proposed driving adventure, is it reasonable to actually hop into the nice warm vehicle with maybe a song or two, up really loud, perhaps a bit of doof -- is it OK to listen to doof doof when you're 42?
A bit of time away, it's quite hectic at home, kids, homework, no you're not allowed to watch Home and Away. Why!? Because. Because, because, I said so (bugger! I always promised myself I wouldn't say that). Yeah.
A little time to yourself. Time out is important, I hear, maybe a little detour on the way to hear the end of the doof doof.
Rehearse that "Sorry we can't come for dinner" chat with your parents, Time to breathe. Time to reflect. Time to think.
Time to just . . . you know, "be".
It's hard. We all try our best.
With the buckets and the short showers and the green grocery bags and the light beer (that's not included is it?) and even the liberal use of the term "slightly soiled" when it comes to your trousers. (Eg: Is it three or four days?) With, say, jeans, how often should you wash them?
And the organic vegies and working bees and even ordering the half-serve of bacon and eggs at the trendy caff Sat morn to do my bit for the free-range little cutey chickens.
I do my bit.
Walk, you fool!
Walking is good.
What about getting out of the house for a minute? What about the fresh air?
What about the sky?
What about the sticky-beaking at other people's houses?
What about maybe saying good evening to a complete stranger?
What about getting the heart rate up a smidge. What about getting freaked out again by that weird barking dog who lives next door to the milk bar that only barks every, like, two times out of every 10 trips to the shops, so it's really sporadic and annoying.
Ah ha! No!
Hang on a second.
I've just had a shopping list rejig. There are a few other things we need at the supermarket.
The car is really, really essential as I can't carry back all that stuff in bags.
I really, really, really need the car. Honest!
What about that trolley you bought for this very occasion and have used three times, no, two times actually. Did you just buy it and bring it home and put it in the shed?
No. But don't you see?
The vegies and the fruit and the bread always get crumpled in the bottom of the trolley and the pressure is really on when you're packing the trolley with all the impatient folk in the queue behind you.
It's very stressful, I tells yer!
But there is something really satisfying in getting away for a brief time.
That's all we want.
That's not such a bad reason to pollute the earth just a teency measure.
A bit of time and space to recharge just a little.
A little time-out power nap, as it were.
Our parents did it all the time.
Dads all over the country would go to the hardware store on a Sat morn to buy something they didn't need and come back 20 mins later and sit in the garage listening to The Goons for an hour.
That's what they had to do to get some time to just "be". Mums, too, need time.
They really, really need some time.
I always remember my mum shouting in desperation when the kids would interrupt her in the lavatory, "CAN I JUST HAVE TWO MINUTES TO GO TO THE TOILET BY MYSELF!!"
Actually. We're done here, I think.
Only mums can drive to the supermarket if it's 1km away. Just don't, you know, do it too often.
Time is something the earth is unfortunately short of, too.
COLIN LANE is a comedian and actor
