Mortification

We as people are fairly similar. We all have the same internal organs, and based on the food that we all tend to eat there are certain side effects. Like the results of many chemical reactions there is a result which is undesired but many times easy to ignore. We are people spend inordinate amount of time trying to hide or mask some of the more unpleasant of these undesirable effects. However sometimes beyond our best effort, or maybe when we let our guard down for just the briefest of moments, something slips by. We sure enough I am no exception to the major rule. In front of a stranger and someone I very much life (but don’t feel comfortable around yet to simply laugh it off), while chucking at a joke someone else told, out pops a little pocket of air. Now this air was not flowing north, rather it was traveling at a rapid velocity south. I think we all know what I am talking about. Many times we can squeeze the path shut to an extent slowing the velocity and thus deadening the noise. Due to distraction of the joke I was caught completely off guard and out it flew, with scent being carried like a horse and chariot off a starting line. To say I was mortified is an understatement. I looked down hoping the stench would cause the floor to open, swallowing me and saving the embarrassment of having to face the consequences, no such luck. This was not a situation where one could look around and say, who did that? Nope I had to take full credit and shame. Will it happen again some other time in my life? I am sure, but for now this mortification is fresh in my memory for quite some time.

On a completely separate note, this weekend was July 4^th weekend and as such around the country celebrations broke out in honor of our country’s birthday. I worked of course this weekend, but as a medic for the Morgan Hill July 4^th celebration. It reminded me so much of home back in a small town in Wisconsin. There was a parade in the morning with it seemed half the town in the parade leaving barely enough people to watch it. The only aspect missing is having all the children join the parade at the end with decorated bikes. Regardless with 190 entries in the parade including multiple vintage cars and fire engines, bands, clowns, and the occasional school queen and court, it was a sight to see. The rest of the day was spent at a community park where games, food, and music was set up so the community could spend time together before the much anticipated live fireworks show. This was not a huge event catering to 10,000+ people, rather it was a small community. The great part is this is exactly what July 4^th is all about, small communities celebrating what Independence Day means to them. Its great to see and even better to participate in! Happy Independence Day everyone!