Aug 09, 2009 13:00
I was baking cookies today, pondering my place in the universe--I mean, what else are you going to do when you have to mix together about 8 kinds of flours to make something that you can ever digest?--when I found myself wondering what life would be like without cookies. Now, I know it seems crazy, but cookies play a big role in my life. Heather, my friends, eats and bakes far too many cookies for her own good.
What do you bring to the office for meetings? Cookies. What can you serve to your soon-to-be-3 year old nephew? Cookies. What do you bake when you have absolutely nothing better to do with your life? Cookies. What can you eat to drain your sorrows away? Cookies. Cookies are an irreplaceable part of almost every person's childhood for gosh sakes! Personally, it brings back kindergarten memories of quiet time (which was anything but)and the ritual involving tiny milk cartons and poking bendy straws through paper wrappers. You know, quiet time. With cookies. A prelude to adult tea time. Stop the denial--we would be in serious slush if it weren't for cookies.
It was then that I pondered yet another disturbing thought. Where would life be like without the internet? That is far scarier than even a freezer no longer filled with a delicious array of cookies. No LJ, no email, no blogs, no forums, no YouTube, no mp3s! The list goes on forever! I would have to play through video games completely unaware of secret dungeons, doubled weapons, forbidden armor, and weapons powerful enough to make a grown man cry! I would have to actually buy cookbooks instead of taking recipes off the web! I would have to buy CD's and the industry would be thriving and charging 23.99 for 10 songs! And what would we do if random facts such as "A spherical meteorite 10 km in diameter traveling at 20 km/s has the kinetic energy equal to the calories in 550,000,000,000,000,000 Twinkies" were no longer being distributed to the masses?
Read books I guess. Walk our dogs. Play D&D in the basement. Go outside and play kickball. Do some work. Grow a garden. Oh yes, very disturbing. So very, very disturbing.