As a child, it seems I always had questions about the way things are and why we do what we do. So much of it didn’t seem to make sense.
Now that I am grown up, more or less, it seems I still have questions. For instance, why do you have to ‘put your two cents in’ but it’s only a ‘penny for your thoughts’? Why aren’t thoughts worth two cents too?
Why does a round pizza come in a square box? Why is it desirable to “sleep like a baby” when babies wake up like every two hours?
And speaking of babies, tell me this – If corn oil is made from corn, and vegetable oil is made from vegetables, what is baby oil made from?
Then I wonder why it took us so long to figure certain things out.
Do you realize, we put a man on the moon before we figured out that it would be a good idea to put wheels on luggage? Yes, youngsters, we dragged heavy suitcases around for years Instead of having them wheel themselves.
Why are you IN a movie, but you’re ON TV? Why do people believe you when you say there are four billion stars, but check it out when you say the paint is wet?
When I’d get impatient with life, as a child, Mama used to say I’d have to wait and some day, all the secrets of the world would be known to me.
Mama, I’m still waiting . . .