Wednesday, April 29, 2009

What is Love? [insert head bobbing here]

I know you've probably all seen these "through a child's eyes" things before, but I particularly enjoyed these comments from kids on love. I hope they bring a smile to your dial!

(on falling in love)
"If falling in love is anything like learning how to spell, I don't want to do it. It takes too long." - Glenn, age 7
"I think you're supposed to get shot with an arrow or something, but the rest of it isn't supposed to be so painful." - Manuel, age 8
"Love is the most important thing in the world, but baseball is pretty good too." - Greg, age 8
"On the first date, they just tell each other lies, and that usually gets them interested enough to go for a second date." - Mike, 10
"I'm in favor of love as long as it doesn't happen when Dinosaurs is on television." - Jill, age 6
"One of the people has freckles, and so he finds somebody else who has freckles too." - Andrew, age 6
"One of you should know how to write a check. Because, even if you have tons of love, there is still going to be a lot of bills." - Ava, age 8
"No one is sure why love happens, but I heard it has something to do with how you smell. That's why perfume and deodorant are so popular." - Mae, age 9
"It's never okay to kiss a boy. They always slobber all over you. That's why I stopped doing it." - Tammy, age 10
"Love isn't always how you look. Look at me. I'm handsome like anything, and I haven't got anybody to marry me yet." - Brian, age 7
"It's love if they order one of those desserts that are on fire. They like to order those because it's just like how their hearts are on fire." - Christine, age 9
"Many daters just eat pork chops and french fries and talk about love." - Craig, age 9
"You got to find somebody who likes the same stuff. Like if you like sports, she should like it that you like sports, and she should keep the chips and dip coming." - Allan, age 10

(on how to make someone fall in love with you)

"Tell them that you own a whole bunch of candy stores." - Del, age 6
"Yell out that you love them at the top of your lungs...and don't worry if their parents are right there." - Manuel, age 8
"Tell her that she looks pretty even if she looks like a truck!" - Ricky, age 7

(on why lovers hold hands)
"They want to make sure their rings don't fall off, because they paid good money for them." - Gavin, age 8

(on how to tell if 2 people are married)

"You might have to guess based on whether they seem to be yelling at the same kids." - Derrick, age 8

Sweet, huh? :) I'll write a more original post tomorrow, promise.

Tuesday, April 28, 2009

The Tuesday Think - Words

So, I was thinking, which is something I do occasionally - but generally only on Tuesdays, which is why I have planned a weekly post called The Tuesday Think (Triple T, if you will) - and was pensing (notice that sneaky Franglish/Engcais?) about the way we often say one thing and other people hear something totally different. I'm not talking about selective hearing (no, Mum, I never heard you ask me to clean my room 63 times!) I mean genuinely mishearing or misunderstanding what people say.
For example, someone was telling me a story today about a "mare" (female horse), but I heard "mayor"! I didn't particularly realise my mishearing at first as I heard about the "mayor" getting her hair braided, but as the story progressed I grew confused beyond comprehension - especially when it came to the "mayor" being ridden in a show! Let's not even go there... *shudder*
But you catch my drift, right? We often hear things totally wrong (wrong on more than one level sometimes, too...) and maybe we don't even necessarily realise our mistake at the time. I know the storyteller never intended me to think the mane character (pardon the pun) was a human instead of a horse, but I did...
Likewise, we sometimes say things and don't realise what other people hear, or think. And sometimes it's not even about hearing a particular word or phrase incorrectly, it's way more. We often misinterpret the meaning of what someone is saying, or take offense at something that was supposed to be harmless. This deeper side of the 'what-I-say vs. what-you-hear' issue I'm trying to touch on is one that has megaly been hitting me lately.
I often joke around with my mates, calling them "idiot", yelling "I hate you" when they beat me at cards, etc., greeting them with a hearty "hey ugly" and such. Of course, I absolutely do NOT mean any of it - I love my friends crazy heaps! - and I know they know I don't mean it, but I've realised this kind of thing can still be dangerous. People I know less may think I was serious if I said they were crazy, in my deadpan tone.
Still perpetually puzzled?
I guess I'm just trying to get across the fact that words have power. Massive, hugemongoose, supernova power. The Bible says they have the power of life and death, in fact. (As Murray Hewitt once said, "You could die. Or even just be ridiculed.") They're serious, mate, serious. We so often reduce words to mere playthings, but they're weapons. Just like we've got to handle swords with care, we have to use words properly. (Ha, just noticed 'swords' is 'words' with an 's' in front! I don't think that's coincidence.) Remember, I'm totally not saying don't joke around and have fun - please don't get me wrong, I love humour and sarcasm with a passion - but I am gently warning you to watch what you say. You never know who might overhear you, or what someone might think of a comment made in haste, so just try to ensure that you'll never have to apologise to anyone for a misunderstanding - or even for something intentional. Deliberately saying something cruel or in bad taste to someone else is a whole 'nother can-a-worms, but you get the jist. Try to speak as if Jesus could hear eveything you say - 'cause He can, of course.
Yeah, this is definitely more of a lesson for outspoken, reckless me than any of you who may or not read this blog, but I felt like I should share it, so I did.
Thanks (and sorry for going all serious/preacher on ya there...)

Hello, Hello, Hello!

So, I've finally given in and decided to make a B-LOG, as all the cool kids are callin' 'em. I'm not quite sure what it'll be yet, but as I suffer from a severe and incurable case of randomitis, expect nothing short of insanity. Mmhmm.
What's with the blog name? Well, I'm a huge Flight of the Conchords fan, and "what a hilarious misunderstanding" is a line from their song Jenny. I picked it because it pretty much summarises me and many of the (mis)adventures I have ... and besides, I couldn't think of anything better. So I'm using it.
Anyway, I hope to make this a very footloose and fancy-free blog, so please feel free to comment!
Have a beautiful day :)