Living in the Twilight Zone

Anyone remember the remake of the Twilight Zone tv show?  It was done in the late 80's or early 90's, I can't remember for sure.  The was one episode about a man going about his life and he suddenly hears a word he doesn't understand.  Everyone else around him understands it but him.  It's total gibberish.  Then there are 2 words that are gibberish.  Everyone around him starts to look at him like he's a nutter.

He starts running around frantically trying to get someone to understand him and then of course it ends up that he understands nothing and they lock him away in the nuthouse.  It's a sad and depressing look into the mind of insanity.

I bet that story was written by a someone who has kids.

I shouldn't say that.  Not just kids.  I mean, yes it is the kids but it's also other people too.  At least today anyway.  Today is just one of THOSE days that every chance I've had to interact with some they've either completely ignored me, misunderstood everything I had to say or I don't know, couldn't deal with me.  The kids, well Hell, that's everyday with them.  Hardly worth mentioning.  But the adults around me Hoo Boy.  Makes me a little nervous though as I sent off 3 letters to schools teachers today with the kids.  Now that I know that I am incapable of communicating my thoughts in a rational day I'm wondering if I'm going to have to go pick up expelled children at 3:00.

Sadly, this happens a lot to me.  When I moved to Australia I could chalk it up to language and custom barrier.  We've been here almost 5 years and  I know what chuffed, nutter, struth and blimey mean now.  I don't think that's it.  If I was brimming with self confidence I think I'd say that my mind was running faster than my mouth.  If I was being the Ugly American I'd say that Aussies just need to learn how I speak.  If I'm being honest...well I dunno.

So as any reasonable person would do...and since I'm the most reasonable person I've dealt with today I will go with my suggestion, I am embracing the madness.  Go ahead, hear the words coming out of my mouth and feel free to do the opposite.  I am going to pretend you're doing it my way anyway.  When I pick up the kids today I will tell them to do the opposite of what I want in hopes that they will either be so confused they be stunned into silence (HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA, damn that was a good one) or else they will do the opposite just to spite me.

Dan Murphys, the world's greatest liquor store is open until 9.  That is my mantra.

And like the man in Twilight Zone I will just keep on going until lock my gorstrsap324 up in solitary confinement.