I am not the only one who is capable of such introspection and attention to the world around me and contemplate my observations to produce profound insights into the physical and metaphysical sphere(s) in which I live. In fact, a certain Jack Handey has been doing this for years and I just consider myself a disciple/protege of his.
Now as you read this I hope your mind does not propel you into the past and to this particular quote by Nikola Tesla (for some reason my dad was reading the wikipedia entry on this dude recently?):
“The scientists of today think deeply instead of clearly. One must be sane to think clearly, but one can think deeply and be quite insane.“
For although I respect the sciences in general, I (nor Jack) are scientists, so my (our) deep thoughts are not/should not be applied to his statement.
However, my parents are both trained in the sciences, and if you were to ask me, my father (aka The Scribe) is rockin’ the insane-o-meter. Why would I say such a thing you ask? Well who else would bring out the reindeer antlers and stockings (which should be hung by the chimney with care…AT CHRISTMAS time) when it is not even July yet? Has anyone ever heard of Christmas in June? I don’t think Ol’ St. Nick signed up for sleigh rides when the mercury is nearing triple digits (on the Fahrenheit scale that is – and don’t get me going on why the US has never adopted the metric system).
Yes, this was my fathers work. Can you say he is not insane after viewing these pics? Yeah, Sammy might think it is funny but I was not amused.
Whoa! Hold everything! I am NOT saying he (my father…or Sammy for that matter) is a deep thinker AT ALL but he (my dad) certainly is NOT sane! Maybe some clear thinking on his part would behoove us all!
With all that said, insanity aside, the guy isn’t a complete bust. He took some time out this weekend to play catch with me as demonstrated by this slo-mo video (check out how I have learned to use my paws to help me catch the toys he tosses my way). I call this one:
“When pigs fly…I catch ’em”
And even afterwards, whether he is cracking me up with a joke, shaking my paw or…causing me to go into a time warp (?)…he does has his moments of clarity.
Come to think of it (deeply I may add) maybe “sanity” is over rated (?).