Short Post # 2 - Idiomotic

Do I write a blog? 

Oh yeah... I forgot.

July seems to be very busy and hot.  It appears to have addled my brain, somewhat.  I deliberately made that rhyme.

So on to the subject of addling my brain. It’s not difficult, it appears.

You know when people talk to you in proverbs, idioms, parables or phrases?  Well sometimes that does my bonce in.  I’m quite happy with things like “Too many cooks spoil the broth.” Or “Don’t put all your eggs in one basket.”  because they make sense.  It’s a pretty cut and dried comment that you can fathom out.  But what about this one:

“Not everything is as it seems.”   


Someone said that to me today and afterwards I thought about it.  For way too long. It made me hate them a little bit for giving me something ELSE to think about when it’s hot and busy already.

So what the hell does that mean?  What is not as it seems?  Ok, so not everything is.  Well how much is?  50%?  More - less?  

Am I not really talking to people?  Are they shape shifters? Borg? Observers? Aliens? What?  

Am I being deluded?  Lied to? Is my computer not really a computer?  Am I living in the Matrix?

I can’t be doing with ambiguity.  Whilst I am initially fascinated by it and try to shred it to bits to make sense, it soon becomes very irksome.   

Like when you go to a party and some fresh hell says “ Hey, hey, I’ve got one for you!  Jane had 17 sisters and two frogs.  They all had 12 pairs of shoes and a glass of water.  They got on a train to Aberdeen going 50 miles per hour.  When they got off, there was one frog missing and an empty glass.  Which one was called Bob? “   And inwardly you think “Please. Go. Away.” And the cheapo wine box the host bought to get the partytastic swinging, that you noted on arrival and winced at, suddenly looks mighty tempting.

Or maybe things are just not what they seem.  I think on that note I’m going to have a cup of tea and a nice sit down.

Or a lie down.

No.  A sleep.