Saturday, January 14, 2006

Hypothetical Advice

I was sitting here, creating seating charts for my new semester, and was struck with a sudden inspiration that I wanted to share with you. Some helpful guidance, perhaps, should you ever find yourself in a situation like the one that the seating charts created in my imagination.

Let's say, for example, that you should find yourself, one day, watching a football game. A big game, perhaps a playoff game, maybe even with a team that has gone so long without doing much worth watching. And then let's say, hypothetically speaking, the team you imaginatively are supporting get a really awesome looking touchdown. Perhaps, after that touchdown, they kick the ball off, and the receiving team fumbles the ball. Suppose then, for example, the underdog team picks up the fumble, giving them excellent field position to perhaps tie up the game. Natural response, of course, might be to leap up out of the chair to celebrate.

In case you ever find yourself in such an imaginative situation .... it might be helpful to be aware of where you are. If, hypothetically speaking, you are sitting in a basement which happens to have a very low stuccoed ceiling, you might find it more advantageous not to raise your fists in a celebratory fashion.

But, like I said, this is all purely a hypothetical situation.

Stupid bleeding knuckles ...... (and, yes, I do mean knuckleS ... sigh)

9 Comments:

Blogger Steph Youstra said...

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1/14/2006 7:58 PM  
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1/14/2006 7:59 PM  
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1/14/2006 8:08 PM  
Blogger Steph Youstra said...

MMmmmmmm, cold frosty beverage.

Dunno, that mighta made it worth it! :-)

1/14/2006 8:41 PM  
Blogger seeking_something said...

So...you're trying to say that your room isn't padded?

1/14/2006 8:59 PM  
Blogger Steph Youstra said...

Well, let's see .... given the absolute chaos that is my room, for all intents and purposes it could count as padded. [must do laundry ... must put clothes AWAY ....]

But, no, I was in the basement proper. My room has a drop ceiling, so it at least woulda given a little bit instead of eating my fingers.

1/14/2006 9:02 PM  
Blogger Mark Mossa, SJ said...

I feel your pain, a certain hypothetical team that, hypothetically, might just be my home team, just might have fallen apart, turning the ball over to the opposing team 5 times, and, hypothetically, of course, losing it's first playoff game in about six years.

Luckily, I did not injure myself.

1/15/2006 12:11 AM  
Blogger lorem ipsum said...

Personally I hate football, but I feel your pain. Imagine, for example (and this, too, is purely hypothetical) the team you've waited to win the World Series ALL YOUR LIFE finally winning, and someone (who can't stand baseball but is otherwise tolerant) is sleeping in the next room and you can't yell or scream or anything.

On second thought, maybe I should have.

I'm sorry about the Skins, and the skins on your hands. What a lousy reminder for the next few days.

1/15/2006 10:47 PM  
Blogger Marie Cecile said...

hello,
I just saw your blog on the Parish buzz and here I am reading about something quite familiar. I live in a basement with a low enough ceiling to scrape the knuckles on stretching also. Not a pleasant feeling to be sure, any way I love your blog, thank you.

1/16/2006 2:15 PM  

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