I was listening to the song by Astrud Gilberto and Stan Getz titled “The Girl from Ipanema”. Nice jazz tune. But as I am wont to do and before the mid day lethargy hits I figured I’d explain the issue I have with the song.
Nothing to do with the music at all. But the logic.
You see the girl from Ipanema goes walking – sure. And the guy smiles but she never sees. Did the guy never think to change his position so the girl sees him? Inquiring minds would like to know why he didn’t. I mean if the view is lovely and you want someone to know you appreciate it you always say hi, or ask them to turn around and grace you with a cute front/posterior etc. I mean come on, how big a wuss is the guy in the song?
But I guess that’s just the way I see the world. I mean you have to, in the immortal words of Ferris Bueler – stop and smell the roses sometimes. Otherwise you may as well whole up in your own home and never leave. Become a shut in.
I mean I look at myself – I don’t consider myself classically handsome. But I get hit on regularly and say thanks. Maybe it’s the t-shirts I rock as I note they get noticed all the time. I mean come on, an image of Leonard Nimoy as Spock with a halo, stained glass effect and a panel that says LLAP – Live Long and Prosper. That and my Cocoa Rebels t-shirt get noticed, so too my rock, paper, scissors, lizard, spock shirt. Or my well loved but now worn out red t-shirt with the alphabet spelled out in game controllers.