Standardization makes life easier, but why these numbers for these things?
88 keys on a piano: why not 90 or 100?
6 strings on a guitar: sure there are 12 string guitars too, but why not 7 or 8 string guitars?
9 players on a baseball team: what’s up with that short stop?
11 players on a soccer team: why not 10, 12, or 15?
4/5 forward gears in a regular car: I’d like 6, and maybe 2 reverse gears too.
2 plug-ins on electrical wall outlets: I always wish there were more. 4 would be nice.
28 days in February: can’t the other months share a few days to even things out?
Scoring in tennis: love, 15, 30, 40, deuce, ad in, ad out.
There are some traditions worth keeping, and then there is confusion and insanity.
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I am woefully ignorant when it comes to playing musical instruments.
It’s like algebra all over again. I don’t get it; I probably never will.
I remember brutalizing the recorder they gave me to play at school. I was downgraded to the tambourine, then the triangle, and finally bottomed out as the wooden stick clacker person.
I love listening to music, singing badly to it, and watching live concerts. I have even worn a Ramones t-shirt prouldly at one time in my life.
My closest friend is a musician; I think what he does is mysterious and magical.
I unintentionally phase out when he starts trying to explain chords, notes, and other music related things to me: not out of disinterest, but out of confusion.
I don’t get it; probably never will.
note: if knee slapping or steering wheel tapping become popular, I’ll be able to redeem myself.
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