Stupid People with Stupid Faces looking out the Stupid Window

It's been a long time... but well as part of the valiant efforts of yours truly to counter holiday boredom (it is a strange phenomenon no less) and to effectively record down moments of inspiration... well yea the blogging that never was , finally continues. Here's another chapter from the asylum.

It is indeed a sad state of man - the very man who strives valiantly to gain empowerment via scientific methods - that he can be so easily thwarted by the mysterious forces of nature and fate. This being accomplished via the action or inactaion of a single door that so undermined one's good intentions.

Take for example a perfectly good day, add in a house and some parents. No you got this little kid. He's a nice guy (trust me). However, in this case, the unpredictable factor is the front door of the house. Believe me, front doors are mighty intelligent characters. They scheme and connive not to open when man wants them to. However they are thwarted by the miracle-in-a-can called WD40. Next it connives to open when not commanded to. Man subsequently introduced a device called the bolt or a simple lock.

However, on this particularly special occasion (not special for the kid, perhaps special for the door although it does not really understand what special means because its a door), the door actually connives to slam not once but three times. WEll chaos ensues with the kid getting framed by a blasted wooden frame (it certainly puts you in that kind of frame of mind doesn't it?) The strange thing of the entire issue is that the kid didn't really angry at all, neither was he angry in the first place. In fact he decided to put into a historic blog post. Be Happy People! :P

PS. The door, well being a door, couldn't really chuckle in satisfaction at the way his machiavellian plan had unfolded. But well it did gain some respect from the little kid... but one thing it couldn't figure out was why the kid went to the hardware store and bought a really really big chainsaw the next day.

PS. No doors were destroyed, decimated or annhiliated in the actual recording of events.