The Why Cycle.

One of the darling little boys I babysit for once a week is at some stage of the "why?" phase. That could not be more perfect timing for me, having a blog (this one, to be precise) focusing mainly on questions such as who, what, where, when, how, and WHY!

He really gets me thinking about things. A lot of times when he asks "why", I don't quite have an answer! That little bugger is going to grow up to be a philosopher.

For example, today, he asked my why it was raining. I had to think a little bit while I recalled the water cycle. I told him it was because the clouds were too full of water. He asked why. I said it was because water from the land evaporated and went into the clouds. He asked why ("But why Awex, WHY?" to use his exact words). I said it was because the water gets too hot from the sun, and...uh...rises...because...

How DOES water evaporate?! Molecules can float around and ignore gravity and do crazy things. They can float right up into the sky and.....

Then I started to think, what am I doing? He isn't asking HOW. He's asking WHY. I hoped he wouldn't press the issue, because then we'd have to get into the question of God and the meaning of life.

That is some deep stuff for a toddler.

Alternate Universes Exist.

What is Déjà vu?

I mean, I know what it is. The phenomenon where you feel as if you've experienced a particular moment in time before.

I've taken many showers in my life (not as many as I should, perhaps...I blame morning classes), but never when I push aside the curtain do I proclaim, "My GOD! I've DONE THIS BEFORE! What's happening to me?!"

Déjà vu is so specific, the details of the scene you are experiencing so minute, and the events seemingly insignificant.

What's really bizarre, is that I actually experienced Déjà vu while writing this entry. And no, I'm not trying to be funny or cute. I actually did. I thought that perhaps I had written on this topic before, typing the exact same words...

What's going on here?!

Ladies and gentlemen, I am perplexed. 
So, my conclusion: Déjà vu is none other than proof that alternate universes exist. Good day. 

The Lives of Toys.

Do you ever wonder what your toys do while you're away or while you're sleeping? Okay. You probably don't. Most of you probably don't have the multitude of toys that I do, anyway.
Don't look at me like that! I can't let go of childhood, okay?!?

Anyway, I like to think they come alive. Actually, that idea frightens me half to death. But still.

Is there a "leader" toy, like Woody in Toy Story, that sort of acts as the president? I suppose my leader toy would be my stuffed dog, Fred. He's my favorite.
My villain toy would probably be my antique doll, Isabella, who is not unlike the most terrifying thing you've ever seen. I don't know why I keep her in my room.

But what exactly would the toys do? What could toys possibly do for fun? They don't have toys of their own, do they? Alas, the life of a toy must be a depressing one. Their sole purpose is only to please their owner. If that's not bad enough, they have to pretend to be lifeless in his or her presence.

Sounds a lot like a dictatorship. Yikes.

Word Play.

Isn't it weird how if you look at, say outloud, or write a word enough times, it starts to become very foreign? Like, think of the word "play". Play. Play. Playplayplayplayplay. What kind of a word is that, anyway??? It sounds so weird. Puhhh-laaaay.

How does one come up with a word? Do you just sit down and say:
"Okay. So there's no word for what happens when you make a moving picture of some sort begin. Oh, and also, there's no word for what children do to have fun. The word for both of those things is gonna be...plllllay. Yeah, play."

Genius!

Color Census.

How many colors are there?

"Millions" isn't a good enough answer! I want a specific number. Like, 513,897,111.6.

And I want a list. I want a list of all the colors with examples.

That way, I can make new ones. And name them after me.

Alexandra's Egg Blue!

...Eh, maybe not. That's a little weird. We'll stick with Robin's Egg.

August 2nd Predictions.

Happy August 2nd! It may seem like an insignificant date, but when you really think about it, it's possible that some important things have happened on any or all of the August 2nds of your life. I can't remember at all what I was doing on August 2nd a year ago...and that kinda scares me.

Isn't it weird how so many conversations, thoughts, and actions are lost to time? I don't like that feeling. I want to remember what I said to people and what they said to me. I want to remember how I felt and what I wore. I want to know what I had for breakfast on August 2nd 2008!!!

(I probably had Special K and coffee.)

Who would have guessed a year ago that I would be sitting here today? Drinking my white wine and blogging in my parents' house? I wouldn't have guessed I would be wearing a denim one-piece romper. I wonder what I'll be doing a year from now...I think I'll guess. It'll be fun.

I predict that on August 2nd 2010, I will have at least 1 and 1/2 new friends, I will have eaten Special K and coffee for breakfast, and I will be in production on some stupid short film of mine that I think is gonna turn out funny but is really gonna just be some sort of inside joke between me and myself.

. . . Now we play the waiting game.

A Unique Phrase.

I'm very unhappy with the length of my previous post. It's just a tad too long. I like to keep it short. I'll try harder this time.

On Today's Episode of A Bird's Stream, I'm going to attempt to craft a sentence that has never been spoken before. Often times when I'm having a conversation with someone and one of us says something strange, I like to wonder if anyone had ever said it before.

It makes you feel special if you're the only human to ever utter a particular phrase. And I like feeling special. So here it goes...

"If Napoleon were wrapped in a garbage bag and jumped out of a blimp then landed on the back of a massive eagle carrying a starfruit and the declaration of independence, would anyone hear?"

I dunno. I can say with confidence that no one else has ever said that before. What do you think?