Semi-Daily Scribbles

Is anyone surprised by anything anymore? I think we've all become really good at being caught unawares for show. A pantomime of sorts to convey the general look and feel of what it once meant to be bowled over. For example: "Wow! I've never seen/heard/tasted anything like that before!" Or, "Truthfully speaking, I can't tell you the last time anyone made an impression on me. Wow!" Has the concept of uniqueness been sucked out of our very bones, leaving us to shamble about as dry empty husks? More importantly, do we not care because huskdom is easy? Here's where that rehearsal of reactions in order to come across as surprised comes into play–find a new shtick. Don't tamp down the tiny spark in your imagination that flares up occasionally like hives or hemorrhoids. Give it some air. Let the damn flame ignite already.

Clouds can't all be shaped like sheep, can they?