One of my favorite cartoons was of a guy at the supermarket staring at the next guy’s groceries and thinking, “I never buy that.” That’s exactly what I do every time I go to ShopRite. I stare at another shopper’s cart and think, “So you’re the person who buys pickled ‘Nilla wafers in a rutabaga sauce.”
And that’s also why I like Ruminations.com. It asks viewers to post simple reflections upon everyday life, and I often find myself nodding in agreement. No matter how arcane or picayune, it’s nice to know others think the same way I do. The site’s not always hysterical—though sometimes I find myself guffawing out loud (the sight of which is as unattractive as it sounds). But either way, it makes me glad to know that I’m not surfing this big world of ours alone.
Here are some “ruminations” we’ve run in the magazine:
“No matter how old I get, I’m pretty sure I will expect my parents to pay for me if we go out to eat.”
“Nothing sucks more than the moment during an argument when you realize you’re wrong.”
“My GPS says ‘Estimated Arrival Time.’ I see ‘Time to Beat.’”
“More often than not, when someone is telling me a story, all I can think about is how I can’t wait for them to finish so I can tell my own story, which not only is better but also more directly involves me.”
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