This afternoon I saw a couple of hawk-like birds circling overhead while taking a walk.
“Huh. I wonder what those are,” I thought. “When I get home, I should look them up in my bird book!”
Then I realized how nerdy that thought was.
“Wow, I’m such a nerd.” I thought. “I should write a blog post about it.”
Then I realized how UNBELIEVEABLY nerdy THAT next thought was.
Which made me want to post about it even more. And each time I thought that, I thought about how it made me exponentially more nerdy each time I thought it.
So, my question is, where does it end? It reminds me of how the Cracker Jack box used to blow my developing mind every time I looked at it as a kid. Remember how the Cracker Jack box has a picture on it of a sailor (?!? that seems weird now?!?!) holding….a box of Cracker Jacks! And on that box, you could just make out a picture of a sailor, holding…wait for it…a Cracker Jack box! And on that Cracker Jack box, even though the blurry two-color printing on the box couldn’t show it, you just KNEW there was another sailor holding a Cracker Jack box, and on that Cracker Jack box….This was the kind of thing that used to keep me up at night when I was six.
Anyway, my train of thought this afternoon, like that crackerjack box, may just keep continuing on until I explode in a cosmic burst of nerdy light. A cosmic burst of light that will likely be wearing a pocket protector. And have its glasses held together with tape. And be thinking about birds.
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