I've been thinking...

There are things that I think about that blow my mind. Things that I stay up until 2 in the morning wondering. I toss, and turn, and try to turn off my brain, to no avail. Do other people wonder these things too? Ah, one more thing to wonder about! Here are a few of my recent ponderings...

1)Don't those people on American Idol have someone in their life that loves them enough to tell them not to audition? Just one person? Mother, sibling, teacher...anyone???? And why don't the auditioners solicit public opinion on their way to the audition? If it were me I would be asking every stranger on the subway if I sounded decent--- just to make sure I didn't end up as the next bad audition superstar!

2) Low rise jeans and short shirts. Why do so many girls and women wear them, and not seem to notice that their bellies are exposed? Did they look in a mirror? If so, did they think they, "Yeah, that's just the amount of belly fat exposure I was looking for."? Do they not have a mirror that shows them more than just their faces, or are they so self confident that they just don't care? I will always wonder about these self-depricating wardrobe choices, and as with the American Idol failures, where is their "someone"? The one who loves them enough?

3) You know those pictures of the solar system in text books? It occurs to me that we live on one of those spheres, suspended in space, surrounded by nothing but black vastness. How is it that we are just living life on a blue marble? That when I look through a telescope and see planets- I am seeing another version of where I live. If there were people living on, Uranus for example, well, I am living on the thing that the Uranians look at in their telescopes. This place where I live is in some other planet's sky, just as Mars is in my sky!! Mind blowing! Oh, and not for nothing, but "Yay gravity! I love you. You're one of my favorite forces."

4)Speaking of space...the shuttles are cool, and the whole mission to Mars...missions to the moon...International Space Station. All have major cool points in my book, but what exactly are we going up there for? I have never understood it, but it must be something important because brave people are willing to die for it.

5)I would feel better if there were a real Dr. Gregory House; a mad genius doctor who can differentiate almost any diagnosis. According to Web MD I have a few possibly terminal illnesses, but none of them fit me just right. My fear of irony tells me that if I am to get ill, it will be with one of those terrible, whacky diseases or infections that would make doctors bring in med students to use me as a teaching opportunity. It's never good when doctors gather other doctors just to check you out- like some sort of sick theme park attraction. So, if Dr. House were real, he could figure me out. Possibly.

6) Why does denim get a bad rap? It is outlawed at many workplaces, and deemed too casual to be appropriate attire. But why? Is it not a fabric like any other...? I have seen lovely denim trousers, and jean skirts that are so adorable. We need to find a way to reclaim denim. If not for me, then for all of those poor home school moms in their denim, floor length jumpers. It has been discriminated against for too long.

From loving them enough to tell them the ugly truth, to contemplating the galaxies, to how much unfair treatment denim clothes receive, my brain keeps me busy. Occasionally I think of things that are actually important. But often, its just me thinking about things like this, or how I can purchase a small island nation in order to make Pig Latin a national dialect. I think a Pig Roman Empire sounds delightful, and Pig Rome, the obvious name for my island nation, would be paradise. And it would be quiet, so I would be able to do a lot of thinking there.