So the diligence or annoyance with which I am posting to this blog will undoubtedly let up once I return to work so I thought why not one more post.  Just got a back from a nice long walk with Yanni and I have been tossed aside for WII,  he deserves it!

As I sit to write I ask myself why,  what am I hoping for from doing this.  It seems to be therapeutic, doesn't hurt anyone but "really seriously" as Yanni would say,  I'm afraid that deep down inside I hope that I write something so incredibly creative and insightful that I will stake my claim on immortality in some bumper sticker sort of way ( its my Forrest Gump moment). 

Then I thought "really seriously" do I think I'm that unique?  Which led to this entire train of thought on people and the way we spend most of our thinking lives in one of two states: either trying to declare our originality and uniqueness from the roof tops or desperately seeking others who are just like us.  No wonder we're never satisfied....

I believe I am scientifically unique, no one else is me down to the very cell, at least I don't believe I've been cloned, but then I never really understood all that my brother has done in his scientific career, but pretty sure,  I am the only Mary.  So I have physical uniqueness but I've come to realize, mostly through great stand up comedy, that I am probably just like everyone else.

  Do you ever notice that the really great comedians are just saying those random little thoughts that run through your head while your in the bathroom stall between courses at a restaurant or just people watching at the zoo.  You have the thought and immediately you wonder  several things in just a few seconds " am I crazy for thinking that, has anyone else thought this, wow where did that come from or I'm so clever" Then you flip on the TV or go to some comedy club and there stands, typically some, not devastatingly handsome or beautiful person, but just one of us normal people, who magically just plucks that oh so clever thought of yours right out of thin air and turns into a whole routine.  You look around, everyone is laughing and you realize its because they all thought it too.  The fun is in hearing out loud and sharing it with other same minded people.  A celebration of sameness!

If we could embrace the sameness maybe we could all get along ( sorry for the John Lennon, George Harrison moment but in keeping with the theme,  I am certain someone else was thinking it too)

And yes I can move comfortably between Clueless,  Funny Girl, Training Day and Grown Ups and enjoy all of them.  Tap my toes to Katy Perry and Katrina and the Waves and cry when Babs sings People.... Hollywood and pop music saw me coming a mile away! 

 But I am OK, so OK with being just like everyone else.  I mean I have had some incredibly happy moments in my life, I like knowing that others have felt that good too.
 
 So my immortality may need to still appropriately and quite beautifully reside with my children as they are and will always be my greatest works of art.

For whatever its worth, that is what is on my mind and in my heart today. MAT