Tuesday, October 19, 2010
Might Be the Theme Song
I have always liked the Supremes. Great tunes.
I think that I will head over to the Cash and Carry and buy some meat and flour. The freezer is getting a bit thin and the flour bin is getting empty. I have a sneaking hunch that prices will be going up soon, so making hay while the sun shines might be a good idea.
I think that we are just hanging on. The speed of a society is perceptible, but it moves slowly. The frauds and self-deceptions on which we builded our lives and dreams are starting to come apart now. The fraying of the fabric is becoming obvious. Oh, the garment will hold together for a bit, but it is an old set of jeans that have been repaired a couple of times already.
I kind of think that we will be able to patch it up one more time. But maybe not.
What we are running into now is the point in the garments life where a serious hole is going to rip out any day now. Since we know we are going to have to fix it anyway, we are slacking a bit, trying to get one last use or two before we get busy patching it.
A lot of folks will see this as when the garment rips, the garment must be thrown away and we will go shopping naked until we find a new garment. Sorry lads and lasses, doesn't work like that.
I guess that I am personalizing this garment analogy from my own experience. My jeans always wear out in the crotch first. So when are start seeing the strain lines, I know I am going to have to bring out the sewing machine soon, but usually I wait until they tear out and then go for it.
I just alway figure that if the seams in the jeans are looking rocky, I make sure that "going commando" is not done. I always make sure that I have underwear on so that only mild embarrassment occurs.
Hence the trip to the cash and carry
at 5:39:00 AM