You ever have those moments where you wonder what the heck you’re doing, if your efforts are worth the time, or you’re just going to end up looking stupid?
It could be you’re learning something new, gearing up to talk to someone new, gathering the courage to speak out for what you believe in, or prepping to do something you don’t usually do. And, boom, you’re seized with doubts. Assuming those doubts are just good old-fashioned irrational fear and not some inkling of the potential for serious and unreasonable harm in your actions, I say check out the chicken below:
Now, folks keep calling this chicken (let’s call her Francine…because I like the name Francine) stupid. But who, with very little effort, walks away with not one but two portable snacks? The other chickens just keep pecking aimlessly, but Francine gets her food to go so she can go on being awesome.
Stupid? I think not. 😉
Note: No ROW80 check in today. I’ll update on Sunday. I hope all your ROW80 goals are moving right along!
How do you talk yourself out of the fear of feeling stupid?
We have a running joke in our family. Whenever we think we misheard someone, we repeat back to that person what it sounded like s/he said. Sometimes, we’re reasonably close. Other times, we’re wildly, hilariously off.
We’re not alone. Lots of folks do this all this time, often without even knowing how off the mark they are.
You see this especially with song lyrics:
*May be a wee bit NSFW, due to language (but only two or three instances…and said in such a great accent…so there’s that).
It’s that time of the week again. Time for a little laugh and (maybe) a little nostalgia.
Anybody remember awkwardly slow dancing to this at a school dance?
That thought maybe brings back some memories better left forgotten. Anyway…
You know, this song is excellent advice for writers. We’re always being counseled to show more and tell less. Now, when you’re tempted to tell too much, just picture Jimmy and Jack telling you to show them how you feel.
Seriously, how can you not smile when you watch tiny goats in tiny pajamas hopping around and headbutting each other?
You’re welcome. Happy Friday.
This post was inspired by Sara Foster’s post on The Faux Fountain Pen, Miles of Smiles Challenge. Her list of things that make her smile (you really must go check out the math pants) made me smile and reminded me of one my favorite smile inducing things, baby goats in pajamas (or sweaters, or coats or whatever).
Have you been super duper stressed about the possibility of a zombie apocalypse? Or maybe you don’t really believe but you watched one too many episodes of The Walking Dead and now you can’t sleep until you can shoot a squirrel off the shoulder of an undead pizza delivery guy. Well, rest assured that a zombie apocalypse is totally nothing to worry about. Cracked.com offers 7 Scientific Reasons a Zombie Outbreak Would Fail (Quickly).
Do spectres haunt the halls of your mind? Rattling their ghostly chains. Footsteps echoing. The doors of your memory creaking. Moaning, wailing and generally being a pain in the posterior lobe?
I’m haunted by movie lines, commercials and sometimes even words (like “anesthesia”…isn’t that a weird word? Just say it a couple of times. Really draw it out. There you go. Now you know what I mean.) but mostly songs. Mostly old songs but some new. They rise, unbidden, from their graves to pester me at random moments. And believe me when I tell you that many of these spirits are malevolent, hounding me until I slip up and say whatever it is they’ve been wailing about out loud.
Have you ever stopped to really listen to some of the idioms we use all the time? Some are weird, some funny and some downright disgusting. All of them are likely to generate mental images that give you pause.
Remember passing notes in high school? (If you’re about to say no because you had cell phones in high school… just stop. You’re making me feel old). Did you ever have that awkward experience of dropping the note and having the wrong person pick it up? The right note in the wrong hands could have epic embarrassing consequences.
Now that just about everyone and their great-grandma has a cell phone, we can pass notes via text message. While it might be faster and vastly more convenient, it certainly opens up a whole lot more opportunities to embarrass ourselves. This goes for email too.