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Yod Hunt #9 – The Rushed Edition

I was going to skip this contest because of the lack of time I have this weekend to put together some quality photos, but then I thought about those poor monkeys and all the hard work they put into coming up with quality topics.  So I rushed this morning to put together my entry, and hope that the monkeys know that it's the thought that counts, when it comes to the Yod Hunt.  So here's my entry, with no warranties, no guarantees, and all sales are final…

1. Show us a candle that has clearly seen better days.

Somehow these three candles ended up in our sun room as the de facto toys for my daughter and her cousin.  They've used them as rolling pins, blocks, swords, and some sort of imaginary food item.  I'm pretty sure we'll never be using these for decorative purposes again, so I let them just have at them.  It's better than them pulling off all the books off the bookshelves, which is their OTHER favorite past-time in that room!

2. Show us the food item you would eat right now if you were told the world was going to end in five minutes.

The Bestest Cereal in the WorldAll Gone

I'm sorry – I was going to take a picture of the cereal itself, but when I heard the phrase "the world is going to end in five minutes", I finished off the rest of the box.  I don't regret my cereal binge, though…now if I just had a giant bottle of Tums.

3. Take a picture of one of those funny music playing devices that existed before iPods.

As you can see by the dust on this thing, it doesn't get a whole lot of use in my household anymore.  I paired it with the "Essential Jazz" CD collection, which comes in oh-so-deceitful packaging intended to look like a vinyl sleeve, homage to one of those funny music playing devices that existed before portable CD players.

4. Purchase and show us a very cheap generic or knockoff product.

You know when you say, "You get what you pay for"?  (Well, at least, I say this sometimes, not sure about you.)  It is all too true when it comes to envelopes.  See exhibit A below:

Eckerd brand security envelopes: Not secure (you can see through them even with the extra layer), the sticky stuff doesn't stick when you lick 'em, and I tend to tear them whenever I put stuff in them.

CVS brand plain white envelopes: Surprisingly fragile.  Not only does the sticky stuff not stick when you lick it, but the rest of the envelope's seams come unstuck when you try to use it, too.  Plus, the sticky stuff tastes like carpet lint (or what I imagine carpet lint would taste like, if I so inclined to lick one).

Mead brand white envelopes:  FINALLY, a quality envelope!  For the extra $0.50 these cost over the other two boxes, I got an envelope that sticks when you lick/shut it, AND stays together.  Definitely worth the extra four bits for the box, trust me.

5. Show us something you've received as a birthday present.

I couldn't limit myself to just one present here, so this is a random sampling of gifts I've received from various folks over the last 5 years.  People say I'm hard to shop for…but I think they did a fine job…how about you?

(From left to right): Brown coach wallet, folding pocket knife, electric razor, a copy of "Wedding Ring" by Peter Lipman-Wulf, part of a set of giant ceramic coffee mugs w/ asparagus and tomatoes, respectively, all atop a "Legendary" pro boogie board.

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5 Word Challenge: Best Friends Forever?

"It's the way he paws at me," she confessed to me.  "Like he's some kind of animal.  I think I could deal with it if he was at least making an EFFORT to include me, but it's like he just doesn't care what I feel.  Like he's just…"

"Using you?" I prompted.

"Exactly!"  The sunlight filtered through the leaves of the oak tree overhanging the patio.  The pattern of light and shadow danced across her face, playing tricks with her expression.  I saw frustration, suffering, and confusion there, but couldn't be sure which were real and which were products of my imagination.  "I…..I think….I think I'm going to give him back his ring…."

I stayed quiet, expressionless.  I knew she she wanted a response.  She had asked me here for this purpose – best-friend-turned-sounding-board for the biggest decision of her life.  And she expected my….approval?  I couldn't tell yet.

"I mean" she continued, "if he's so inconsiderate right now, how are things going to be in a year, or five years?  It's not like I expect him to come home every night with a dozen roses and a bag of my favorite candy.  But are we going to be still talking to each other?  Still having inside jokes?  Is he going to still put up with my bad habits?  Or is it all going to go downhill, like the sex?"

An errant gust blew her hair into her eyes.  As she brushed back the airy strands, she pleaded with me with her eyes.  "I just don't think I can be with him anymore.  It's not that he's changed, or I've changed….it's just….not right….anymore."

All she wanted was confirmation.  For me to tell her she was right, that she was making the right decision, and she'd be better off without him.  All I had to do was act the friend, support what she had already thought through, and she'd be happy again.  Alive again.  Single again. 

But still not available.  I couldn't chicken out any longer.

"Um."  I cleared my throat, suddenly blushing self-consciously as I tried to put the words in some magic order. "Look.  I know this is probably the WORST possible time for me to say this, but if I stayed quiet here, I know you'd hate me later.  I can't tell you to leave him…I can't be objective….because I like you….a lot…….a whole lot"  I could see a cloud of bewilderment in her eyes as she tried to switch gears and understand what I was saying. "I…..DO think he's an asshole, and I DO think you need to break up with him.  But…if I just told you that today, and let things be…."  I'd lose you all over again, I thought to myself.  Out loud, I finished up, "…I'd hate myself, and if you ever found out later why I supported you in this, you'd hate me too."

As I was talking, I could SEE the change come over her.  Confusion and anguish gave way to complete anger, her eyes afire with it.  She was beautiful, even when she was angry.  "Look," I said again, before she could interrupt.  "I'm sorry I brought this up just now.  I'm sorry I even waited until now to tell you.  But I'm NOT sorry that I told you.  I can't JUST be your friend anymore.  I know that this probably means we won't be friends anymore.  But I don't want to…no…I CAN'T keep this a secret from you.  Not and still be the friend I have been.  I hope you do give the ring back.  I think you'll be happier.  But do it because you want to, and not just because I wanted you to."

I stood up, almost in tears as I turned away and walked away from her, out from under the oak tree and into the blazing afternoon sun.  "Goodbye," I murmured.  "I hope it isn't goodbye forever."  And with that, I left her, my stomach churning, my shoulders tight and tense, and my mind dizzy with what I had just done.

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