Break your brain.

I’m highly inquisitive. Just ask my Kindergarten teacher. I shadowed her when I was a senior in Highschool – and I’ll never forget her answer when I asked what I was like in Kindergarten. She said “Amanda, you were always asking why – ‘Why, Mrs. Tillman? Why?’”  I’m still not sure if she found that trait endearing or exasperating.

Here are just a few of the questions that have run through my mind over the past week or so:

  • Do you ever get the feeling that Big Brother is watching you?
  • If you inhale lungfuls of air before weighing yourself, will you weigh more or less?
  • Why are strikes good in bowling but bad in baseball?
  • Why do teenagers think they’re mature enough to have sex when they can’t even maintain a “grown-up” conversation?
  • Why do I think about questions like the above at 5 o’clock in the morning?
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5 thoughts on “Break your brain.

  1. • Do you ever get the feeling that Big Brother is watching you? all. the. time. ever since i was a kid! kept me out of a few crazy things tho!

    • If you inhale lungfuls of air before weighing yourself, will you weigh more or less? your brain is so funny.

    • Why are strikes good in bowling but bad in baseball? there as as little answer for this question as there is for 3 consecutive strikes being called a turkey.

    • Why do teenagers think they’re mature enough to have sex when they can’t even maintain a “grown-up” conversation? this is as much a statement as a question, and it’s so true that they’re not in a position to do either healthily. one of the reasons why i’ve been gearing myself up to go deep into this mess with my youth group. we touch on it here and there, but they’re about to get some thick truth thrown at them very soon.

    • Why do I think about questions like the above at 5 o’clock in the morning? i don’t know, but i hope you keep doing it, cuz like i said…i like your brain.

    i ask weird questions too…sometimes ones i already know the answer to. sometimes really dumb questions. sometimes one’s that really have just been racking my brain for who knows how long. like,

    • what if God were the sun? or, ya know…that was like…a ball full of His glory? (i know God’s not the sun…)
    • what if crop-circles really aren’t just a prank?
    • what if spontaneous combustion was real? (hehe…)
    • what if spontaneous combustion isn’t real? there would be/are some super sick people out there.
    • why does creativity seem to be like a volcano? brooding, brooding, brooding, then suddenly exploding in a frenzy?
    • why do my thoughts always seem to have some kind of an accent?

  2. 1) Do you ever get the feeling that Big Brother is watching you?

    With YouTube, Facebook, Blogs, Twitter, and all the other social network sites we tell our life’s stories on, I know Big Brother is watching us, and we invited him in.

    2) If you inhale lungfuls of air before weighing yourself, will you weigh more or less?

    Since most of the air in my lungs is hot, it might elevate me some, but not enough to off set that 3rd donut.

    3) Why are strikes good in bowling but bad in baseball?

    A strike in bowling means you have hit your target. A strike in baseball means you have thrown the ball over the plate, instead of hitting the batter that you were aiming at (Roger Clemens).

    4) Why do teenagers think they’re mature enough to have sex when they can’t even maintain a “grown-up” conversation?

    Because they are just as mistaken about their maturity as most adults are.

    5) Why do I think about questions like the above at 5 o’clock in the morning?

    Because during the day you were too busy thinking about other more important questions, like whether to get a Extra Coffee Caramel Frappuccino or a Orange Mango Vivanno Smoothie.

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