post the ninety-fourth, 2013

the other day i noticed myself getting bread out of the loafbag. why did i notice? who the hell knows. just the sort of quick out-of-body self-noticement that happens to me like four times a minute.

anyway.

i noticed that to get the two-slice allotment of bread from the loafbag, i do this rhythmic reach-flick-pull action. into the loafbag empty-handed and out again with two slices, all in one motion. the motion's not useful for anything else, and it's not learned, taught, or documented. it just IS. over time, i've adapted to the environment and developed an efficient process for a rote task.

um... what's the point, ace?

point is - once i started paying attention, i noticed several of these little adaptations.

at work, i do this thing going into the bathroom stall where i shut the door and simultaneously throw the latch. it's kind of a talent, if you think about it.

at home, my bathroom has a narrow door. i do this thing going in where i end up backing in. i am still not sure how i do this, but apparently it's so i don't have to turn around in the small room. i will let you know if i figure out what i am doing.

when i get in the car, i do this thing where i adjust the seat and activate the garage door opener simultaneously. that one is pretty cool.

anyway.

see what i'm saying? it's like the opposite of where people pull coke machines over on themselves. it's the good darwin awards.