Mar 23, 2010
Ten-Word Tuesday. The Meaning Of Life Edition.
Some of you may already know Bossy spent the weekend with her gays, where some of you equals everyone on earth except for Bossy’s real life friends who don’t read her blog.
And Bossy and her gays had a grand time, but that’s not what Bossy wants to talk about. Bossy wants to talk about this:
They are fried olives and despite what you may be thinking, Yes they were that good. But that’s not what Bossy wants to talk about either.
What Bossy wants to talk about is this: As she and her gay Vuboq sat on the patio of a restaurant in D.C. during unseasonably warm weather and scarfed those olives and other stuff, Bossy and Vuboq caught sight of their busboy and, specifically, their busboy’s forearm:
The busboy’s forearm was exactly like the one above, minus the exposed biceps and the whitish flexor carpi ulnaris and… perhaps Bossy should find another photo for purposes of explanation:
The busboy’s forearm was exactly like the one above, except it wasn’t a prosthetic and it didn’t have that — what is that? Spanx shirt on it or whatever. Let Bossy try again:
The busboy’s forearm was exactly like the one above, except instead of a barbell, imagine he was holding one of Vuboq’s several glasses of empty beer. And there was one other thing about the busboy’s forearm which was different: the busboy had a tattoo. And that tattoo said the following:
That’s right, his tattoo said Life is — except there was more! His forearm contained the continuation of the sentence, the key to the universe and the meaning of it all — except try as they might, Bossy and her gay Vuboq could not see what came after Life is, which always seemed to be obscured by the busboy’s tray.
Bossy can sum up her feelings about the busboy’s tattoo in this way: Two wines into it and Bossy was like What life?
Which is what today’s Ten-Word Challenge is all about. In exactly ten words, can you tell Bossy and her council what comes after Life is…
– can you finish the sentence and solve the mystery of everything?
And be sure to check back later today for the most tattoo-finishing comments on the web.
If you missed last week’s Ten-Word challenge, go here to read about the nice things Bossy’s council recently did for their friends and vice versa.
…whatever makes you happy; mine includes family, friends and beer.
…like a summer’s evening, Life is how I feel right now.
Eleven words, but worth it because it’s a Suburbs song.
…hidden discreetly under this tray of food and wine, cuz’.
… too slow when should be fast and other way ’round.
… beautiful and cruel. Seven words for sale here. Inquire within.
…usually waving at you in your rearview mirror, thumb out
… a chain-smoking Waffle House waitress wearing blue eyeshadow named Louise.
What you make of it.
a beach!
any day above ground!
… stupid misplaced modifier. The waitress is Louise, not the eyeshadow.
full of un-noticed miracles.
full of chaos, peaks, valleys, tears, laughter, love. And wine!
….a blast with a new built-in pool in the basement!
(I don’t believe 10 more words are ever going to fit on his forearm.)
full of potholes and the occasional stretch of smooth pavement.
discovering fried olives. Fillings? Plain? Spicy? Want to make them.
better than the alternative! Make the most of it, people!
…frito smelling puppy feet and butterfly kisses.
like a box of chocolates.
(Well somebody had to say it.)
an adventure to be lived fully every day.
exciting when you’re wondering if Bossy will come to town.
is just peachy as long as alcohol is readily available.
puppy breath and dirty martinis, all you need.
serving drinks to Bossy and Her Gay Vuboq.
a lot of books and me on the couch
reading Vuboq’s comments on Bossy and cracking up hysterical ly.
Why did you not ask the waiter what the rest of the sentence was? The curiosity is making me crazy!
…sweetest when you find your true love…he finds you.
what happens to you while you’re busy making other plans.
Hard Hard Hard Hard Hard Hard Hard Hard Hard Hard
…best with great food, great wine and your great friends!
. . . all about controlling body fluids, when you think about it.
Life is… a pickle. Preferably dredged in flour & fried.
… finally Getting It but being too old to Do It.
Unexplained and unfinished. Like the tattoo. Maybe there wasn’t more.
…worth living, every minute of every day, nothing is guaranteed.
mean when you realize you’re tatoo has typo’s in it.
…getting better all the time. And it is about time.
not being too old too do it just too tired
“much better when forearms look like these right here, yo.”
wondering if i spelled all those TOOS the right way
your chance to make things better for someone. Do it!
LIFE IS now, your life is now, your life is now!
(John Mellencamp!)
(yes, I can count)
life is really FUNNY if you look at it closely.
…..too hard to describe in ten words for me….crazy
too short to waste so live up to your potential.
realizing lent is really long when you give up beer
torturing readers apparently. You couldn’t have asked what it said?
… a box of chocolates. Half-eaten by picky teenage daughter.
Life is sometimes easy, sometimes hard, but always worth living.
Being present, looking, listening, laughing and making a little music.
I meant seeing…not looking……
a crapshoot. oh well.
I ate those olives in LA. Dipped in ranch.
YESSSSS!
seeing what you do and promising to like yourself anyway.
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. . . painful when your back hurts like mine does right now!
what can’t be controlled, stopped, consumed, destroyed, made – only lived.
A highway, I wanna drive it all night long! LOL
Your spouse, your kids, your family, your friends, and YOU
“Life is…sometimes full of shit. So you better wear hip boots.”
is better with butter…..
a bowl of eaten cherries with pits, lots of pits
Wait: Vuboq’s several glasses of empty beer, or his several empty glasses of beer?
Life is about loving everyone, even those you should hate.
Life is what you do when you have a choice.
…completely pointless if Crystal Bowersox doesn’t fucking win “American Idol.”
Life is not meant to be lived on the sidelines.
It’s my motto these days, and, fittingly, also 10 words.
Life. Too complex to be summed up in 10 words.
Or…
Life. It sure beats all to hell the other option.
what a waiter tattoos on his arm to mystify patrons.
Life is spend waiting for the next moment to arrive.
70% maintenance, 30 % …under waiter’s shirt
… funny, but it’s not hilarious, unless you like sick humor.
Adapted from Bill Watterston’s Calvin and Hobbes.
a long strange trip with ultimately the same final destination.
Life is tragic. That’s what makes its joys so amazing.