Sound Bath

            I went to a sound bath yesterday. Gongs and singing bowls. There was a crowd of people for the event. It was free and we were lucky to get in. We had to sit on a bench in the back of the room. I wanted to lay down. I was disappointed. I'm from a culture were we can fit five people in the trunk of a Nissan Sentra, so in my mind there was a lot of space being wasted, but there was nothing I could do to change it. 

            A man and a toddler sat down next to me. The man had a strange odor to him. I was trying to convince myself that bringing a kid to a sound bath was a good idea. I was interested to see the response of the kid to the sound. I wondered if it would calm him down. It didn't. The kid started to squirm and vocalize two gongs in and the man stood up and walked off. 

            I was having difficulty sitting still. I'd close my eyes only to open them moments later to have a look around. A woman had fallen asleep and was snoring. Another woman stood up and got something out of her purse. I closed my eyes and tried to think of love and patience, but soon opened them to find a man in his thirties holding a skateboard with orange wheels, tiptoeing through the mass of bodies that were laying on the floor. He was looking for a place to land. He found a spot next to me. There's something about a thirty year old man holding a skateboard with orange wheels at a sound bath that I found amusing. 
If I was a woman, I wouldn't sleep with him. 

Autopia

            I was driving home from the beach when a fond memory surfaced from the deep recesses of my mind. It was a Disneyland memory. I remembered driving a brightly colored car on a highway with a rail on it in Tomorrowland's Autopia. I was with my cousins. We all had our own cars that were all painted in primary colors. We were just kids, so the cars were giant in comparison to our tiny bodies.
            It didn't take long before we realized that driving a car on a highway with a guard rail was not that interesting, so we figured out a means to entertain ourselves otherwise. It involved driving as fast as we could and then slamming on the brakes so the car behind would have to slam on their brakes or crash. Of course the car in front of you was doing the same thing, so for the duration of the ride we'd be slamming into each other. We thought this was just great fun. We laughed our heads off. There was a worker hiding in the bushes to put a stop to the chicanery. He was a nerdy guy, wearing a polyester Disney uniform. The sight of him made us laugh even harder.