I think I may have achieved it somewhere during the candle pin bowling at the Big 20 Lanes in Scarborough as another ball entered the all wooden 55 year old gutters - kind of like the feeling you had when you were 16, no summer job and nothing planned for the next 12 days. A particular vacuity of the mind. An inability to think as you normally think. Instead you think thoughts like "ice cream, 4 pm - that'd be gooood" or "not Thursday shave". Intertia and/or treats. Sloth or gluttony. Sox and Yankees again tonight.
I think this is when the Amish get all panicky and start randomly plowing for plowing's sake.
Comments
Gary - April 14, 2005 1:42 PM
Hey Alan--you know, Portland has the Red Sox double A team--any chance you plan to bundle up in your new parka and go see them play?
portland - April 14, 2005 3:49 PM
too cold.
Gary - April 14, 2005 5:54 PM
Maine's weather: 2 seasons, winter and the fourth of July;
or the other Maine weather joke: 10 months of winter and 2 months of poor skating.
Here in New Hampshire we have many Maine jokes, will be happy to share one or 2!
portland - April 16, 2005 1:41 AM
they're 8-0. how's manchester doing?
gary - April 17, 2005 4:10 PM
Nice try, but I remain undistracted.
How can you tell a Mainer from a moose?
The Mainer is the one with the flannel shirt.
What's Maine's state bird? The mosquito.
It goes on and on....
OK, our coastline is paltry in comparison, and Shipyard has terrific beers. What really matters are nasty jokes about Massachusetts people...