Stupid People, Married People

Yesterday Brandt and I were off on our adventure to a local community college. Yes, that’s right, we both have a bachelor’s degree and yet Brandt has to go back to school. Brandt is studying to become an actuary, so he is going to take a calculus class as a refresher.

On the drive there, I saw the most irresponsible and stupid thing on the face of the earth. A woman with her stroller J-walked on a highway. Not just any high way, an extremely busy, very fast highway. The speed limit is 55 mph, but people drive at least five miles over. Did I mention that this highway has four lanes of traffic, and it’s busy?

Whenever I think I know the human race’s aptitude for idiocy, someone finds away to increase that aptitude. There must be a law somewhere saying people can’t do dumb things that put the child in danger. But hey, who am I to judge? Perhaps that child was misbehaving and needed a little scare in order for him/her to settle down.

Besides moronic people, I have been thinking of how there aren’t any books/movies (at least good ones) about married couples. It’s seems that we see stories of a couple falling in love or falling apart.

My theory is once you become married, you become terribly boring to other people. Most of my married life consisted of Friday nights going to the grocery store and sitting on the couch vegging from a long, hard week. Now that we are jobless, our adventures consist of finding pop bottles for spare change, teaching swimming lessons, and getting into water fights from washing my father-in-law’s car for $10. It’s exciting for us, but the rest of the world thinks it’s a yawn. What are your thoughts?

That’s all I cared about this Friday. Tune in for next post on existentialism (yeah, right).