Dawn's Digression.
Wednesday, July 24, 2002
Explain to me why this makes me sad:
Deep within a forest a little turtle began to climb a tree. After hours of effort he reached the top, jumped into the air waving his front legs and crashed to the ground.
After recovering, he slowly climbed the tree again, jumped, and fell to the ground. The turtle tried again and again while a couple of birds sitting on a branch watched his sad
efforts.
Finally, the female bird turned to her mate. "Dear," she chirped, "I think it's time to tell him he's adopted."
Okay, maybe I know. Poor little turtle. He is trying so hard to be like his parents. He keeps trying and trying at something he will never succeed at. *sniffle*
Kinda like that move A.I. OH my. That was a sad movie. They built this little boy to love. If you haven't seen the movie, quit reading now. Okay, so they built this little android to be a child. A family adopted him, and the child was programmed to love the parents unconditionally. His love knew no bounds. Because he didn't understand life and dying, the mother eventually had to send him away. The rest of this movie is the little boy trying to find his mother again. He spends eternity being heartbroken. SO, they created him to love, and succeeded. And because of his desire to love, he was heartbroken for eternity. You can read now
A.I. was not a good movie, but I reccommend it. It was completely thought-provoking. I cried for half an hour afterwards.
And as long as I'm blogging.....I'd like to talk about my pores. I'm getting older. Yes, I know I'm still a spring chicken, so you can stop all the comments right now. Fact remains, as time goes, people get older. I'm getting older. My pores are enlarging. You can park a car in some of these pores. I ordered an emergency pore reducer mask from the Avon lady. (Sorry Mary Kay Lady!) I'm hoping that will be in next week. It is occuring to me that my negligent ways will no longer suffice. And I think it is time to Biore. Do you Biore? Here's what you have to do. You have to get a Biore partner. You both Biore at the same time and see who has the grodier Biore. It's fun. Really!
Deep within a forest a little turtle began to climb a tree. After hours of effort he reached the top, jumped into the air waving his front legs and crashed to the ground.
After recovering, he slowly climbed the tree again, jumped, and fell to the ground. The turtle tried again and again while a couple of birds sitting on a branch watched his sad
efforts.
Finally, the female bird turned to her mate. "Dear," she chirped, "I think it's time to tell him he's adopted."
Okay, maybe I know. Poor little turtle. He is trying so hard to be like his parents. He keeps trying and trying at something he will never succeed at. *sniffle*
Kinda like that move A.I. OH my. That was a sad movie. They built this little boy to love. If you haven't seen the movie, quit reading now. Okay, so they built this little android to be a child. A family adopted him, and the child was programmed to love the parents unconditionally. His love knew no bounds. Because he didn't understand life and dying, the mother eventually had to send him away. The rest of this movie is the little boy trying to find his mother again. He spends eternity being heartbroken. SO, they created him to love, and succeeded. And because of his desire to love, he was heartbroken for eternity. You can read now
A.I. was not a good movie, but I reccommend it. It was completely thought-provoking. I cried for half an hour afterwards.
And as long as I'm blogging.....I'd like to talk about my pores. I'm getting older. Yes, I know I'm still a spring chicken, so you can stop all the comments right now. Fact remains, as time goes, people get older. I'm getting older. My pores are enlarging. You can park a car in some of these pores. I ordered an emergency pore reducer mask from the Avon lady. (Sorry Mary Kay Lady!) I'm hoping that will be in next week. It is occuring to me that my negligent ways will no longer suffice. And I think it is time to Biore. Do you Biore? Here's what you have to do. You have to get a Biore partner. You both Biore at the same time and see who has the grodier Biore. It's fun. Really!
Dawn, 2:33 PM
