I'm going to say something that will shock you. I've read a couple of books in my life. There, done. I know, you're amazed. But let me keep going... I've read a couple of books in my life about Zen Buddhism. Shocked even more? I read the books to help me find my "inner peace" and improve my golf game. This blog is not going to question my motives for learning about Buddhism... but yes, it was purely to improve my golf game.
Zen Buddhists believe in an "awakening". An awakening is when you remove the scales from your eyes and begin to see yourself as your real self. No contrived ideas about who you think you are, or who you think someone else thinks you are, or who you think Phil Jackson thinks you are... just the real you.
I had an awakening about a month ago.
It starts with sourdough bread. And actually, it ends with sourdough bread. My wife had told me of a type of sourdough bread she wanted to make one night. It involved the squeezing of grapes into the dough and letting the dough ferment for a few days before baking. Sounds great, right?
So she made the bread a few days later. This is where the story gets interesting. The next day, I was sitting in my cubicle at work eating a sandwich on this sourdough bread, and I was just saying, "Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm..." as I savored this delicious bread. My boss asked what was so good. So I began to tell him about this bread. This is where it gets more interesting.
I recall my retelling of the bread-making process going something like this:
"To start, she squoze the grapes..."
My boss stopped me there. "Squoze?"
"Yeah. She squoze the grapes..."
My boss stopped me again. "Squoze?"
"Yeah. She squoze the grapes..."
By this point, my boss was laughing. "Squoze? Squoze ain't no real word, y'all."
"Oh yes it is, I've said it since I was a kid. There's no other way to say the past-tense of 'squeeze'. What do you want me to say, 'squeezed'?"
After consulting three dictionary-type websites, the so-called word "squoze" was smitten, or 'smote', to the ground. In a big, bloody heap. And I was left feeling like a... (what is a nice way to say 'redneck'?)
This was my Awakening experience. It was just as amazing and peaceful an experience as I had read about. It was an out-of-body experience. I truly felt as if I was floating in the air, seeing myself from the outside in. As the redneck I really am.
11 comments:
I squoze it myself... good times.
I'm pretty sure that "redneck" is the nice way to say redneck. I want to hear more about who (or what) Phil Jackson thinks you are. Don't worry, Just Remember Rocky and your life won't stop getting better.
Dang-nabbit.
Pete,
Thats a 'whole nuther' story. (I use this all the time, and it ain't no word neither.) Although in starwars episode IV luke says it to his uncle...
scottdogg
I don't know how awesome your boss is but I would have said the same thing to you.
After talking to your wife, I've decided that you (or her) should now blog on redneck vs. ghetto...
Seeing as when I read this I thought "man that's ghetto"...maybe because I've had more ghetto than redneck living in my life.
Either way "sqouze?" That's hilarious!
chandry - we just realized that your "man, that's ghetto" comment was actually more redneck than ghetto ("man" used in that context is definitely redneck).
choco - you sound like you're off to a good start on the ghetto v. redneck blog. i have lived in both utah and new jersey so if you need a consultant for either side, i can help.
I must make an argument against your "man" comment.
I lived in Roxbury...with Peachez, Gina, Rome and Renzo. (they were all ghetto, because it was the ghetto, besides look at the names!).
Trust me saying "man" is acceptable..."yo" would have worked as well.
For example:
"Man, you be trippin'"
"Man, that's killa"
"Man, that's ill"
or even if you have nothing really to say, you can just keep saying "man" (as renzo did a lot because his english sucked).
And just to make the point that yes I lived in the ghetto...by the time I left if I woke up to gun shots and people yelling I was more annoyed that it woke me up than the fact that someone might have been killed outside. (Sad but true.)
chandy - normally, i would say that you better not ever question my "man"... -liness, but you make a good argument. Man accepted.
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