While I painted recently, I listened to music (Selah is the name of the group), fought off Samson and thought about things.
In Gretchen Rubin’s Four Tendencies, I am without a doubt a Questioner. As a result, most of my thoughts end up as unanswered questions. If an answer arrives, another 2 or 3 or 15 questions pop back up.
- Trail Guy and I recently found a cell phone. I emailed all the neighbors and asked if anyone recognized the number. The responses were “Nope, not mine.” Why did no one look on his phone to see if he had the number or name on his own contact list?
- What good are mosquitoes in the whole scheme of things?
- Why did none of my art teachers teach how to frame, approach galleries, set up shows, title pieces, sell, or reproduce art?
- Did I quit school too soon?
- Why are all those old cities in Israel buried so deep?
- Who dumps dirt on their towns and then moves to a new place?
- Why does Samson need to bite everything? (hint: if he came in a pair, his litter-mate would teach him better manners)
- Why is it so easy to harmonize with fabulous voices like Selah and so impossible to do it alone?
And, here is a bonus question:
- If 7/11 is open 24/7, why don’t they change their name and take the locks off their doors?
