#23
Kermit’s collar, Could my dog be the mayor? and Dusty brain.
I’m in my saying “Good Morning” to strangers’ era, and it’s powerful! It began when I started purposefully walking my dog with no headphones in, to be more like Pema Chödrön, and live in present time. I found I was staring people directly in the eyes, not as a challenger but maybe more along the lines of looking for community. What a joy to smile and speak to strangers!
Some things I’ve been thinking about this week are – Kermit’s collar, Could my dog be the mayor? and Dusty brain.
KERMIT’S collar is something I’ve never really thought about, until this week, when I saw a post on online, whereby someone was positing that Kermit the Frog was an eligible candidate for Pope, given that he has all the characteristics of a Catholic priest! He wears a collar, is reflective, gives good advice, leads by example and is an overall great guy! When I sit and reflect what Kermit could be, to me, he’s sort of giving jester vibes. Jester flop of the clown square, the boys over at Las Culturistas might scream. Now, when I think of something, sometimes I really do plunge into these deep pools of thought and while driving my mind wandered back to Kermit. It came to me that since Kermit is collared, perhaps he is a pet! The 20th of March is World Frog Day, so whatever Kermit is let’s give it up to him! One thing is for sure. He is an all-round great guy.
COULD my dog be the mayor? It’s a question everyone’s asking themselves. And the short answer is, yes! Non-human electoral candidates have existed as far back as The Roman Empire, where Caligula unsuccessfully tried to nominate his favourite horse, Incitatus, to the position on consul. Pet’s in positions of power is my new favourite thing, and I’d like to share some of my superficial research on the topic. A golden retriever called Max I was sworn in as the first mayor of Idyllwild, California. Sadly Max was unable to complete his term, so Maximus Mighty-Dog Mueller II, or Mayor Max II, was sworn in to complete the term. Mayor Max II died in 2022, but in the spirit of California, some nepotism has meant that Max’s cousin, Max III in now the Mayor of Idyllwild. If my dog Egg has any hope of being Mayor, then I best start my campaign right now.
BRAIN fog, people call it. As if it’s something that insidiously rolls through your mind. There’s a powerless passivity to the phrase. One can’t really control the weather, after all, how on Earth can one overcoming fog in the mind! I’ve decided this phrase is no longer fit for purpose. But I’m not one of these complaining types, I like to solve a problem. So, I offer up a new name. Something that captures the spirit of the thing but attaches it to something a human being can tackle. Dusty brain.
If you think someone would enjoy this little slice of life, send it on! I simply can’t fathom why you wouldn’t…