Thursday, October 13, 2011

Adventures of Parenthetical Man (Part 1)

Parenthetical Man looked at his watch and realized he didn’t have too much time (which is safe to say of all of us since we’re on this sphere for only so long, and looking at watches and using them as a demarcation line to see how long we have left is a senseless exercise in practicing not really knowing how much time one has left but really seeing how much time is left before you write off the last tick mark of your existence. And the watch, which was a story in itself, was given to him by his mother-in-law, Katie, who bought the watch on sale at Dillards because 1) it was on sale and 2) she liked the way Mickey Mouse genuflected the time. Of course, she was a Mickey Mouse fan from the days when Mickey was Steamboat, a simple black and white piece of celluloid who seemingly whistled for days on end in a humorous but often annoyingly long fashion that was certainly good for grandkids and small attention bereft pets, but not as pleasing for world weary adults who can only watch whistling rodents for short periods of time until they needed to check their watches and realize they didn't have too much time).

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