One of the few benefits of being an only child is having lots of time to think. No siblings to disturb you while sitting in your thinking-bean-bag-chair, pondering life's eternal questions and blowing in your bubble pipe....
Why is the sky blue?
Who decided which end of a planet is up? Are we looking at them upside-down?
If I take a picture of a mirror, how come I can't see my reflection when I look at the picture?
Why are walruses so freakin' weird?
Do I have an evil twin?
What happens if a Goonie DOES say die?
But a long-forgotten question came to mind again while I was sitting in the Walton Arts Center watching "The Wizard of Oz" last night (I give it a B)....
What the hell is up with the Tin Man?
The Scarecrow makes sense, he's a friggin' scare crow.
The Lion is odd since lions are savannah animals, but still feasible since Dorothy wanders through a magical forest full of lions, tigers, and bears (shut up).
But the Tin Man? He's a woodsman, okay...that makes sense. But why the hell is he made of tin? Did lumberjacks in olden times wear full body armor while they chopped? Is this some symbolism I don't get? Did L. Frank Baum find shiny metal sexually attractive?
Why the hell is he TIN!!!???? I won't rest until I get a decent answer and you shouldn't either.
BTW, I turned 29 today.
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
Life's Mysteries
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3 comments:
Oh, Happy Birthday my friend!!! Way to go, way to be. Any exciting plans for ya tonight? Hope you have a wonderful eve.
Tin Man, he is confusing to thyself as well. We could do research on the subject maybe.
Because pewterman sounds weak.
Ironman is a tough name, so its unbelievable that he doesn't have a heart.
And leadman just sounds dirty.
Happy Birthday!
You forgot the ever important question....
Did Adam (the Adam and Eve one) have a belly button?
Yup, also an only child.
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