Thursday, October 3, 2002
There's been a veritable tsunami of support for International Cavorting Day, with numbers rocketing up into the high single digits!
The banner has actually appeared on the sites of people not related to me by blood or marriage, as well as People Who Do Not Owe Me Money!
So now I am no longer alone in my campaign. There may be as many as seven other people Committed To International Cavorting Day. I know. I'm as bedazzled by this stunning turn of events as you are.
Oh, man, and to think I ever doubted the power of this wacky internet thingie.
Can a U.N. Resolution proclaiming the day be far off?
I THINK NOT!
There's also been a blizzard of e-mail! Yes, two e-mails CAN be termed a blizzard. If you only have three loyal readers and two of them write you, it counts as a blizzard.
Oh be quiet.
The major area of concern in this blizzard seems to be the question of whether or not we need to set an actual date for International Cavorting Day.
Well, the brain trust at MarnCo, the ruthless multinational behind The Big Adventure, mulled this over for minutes at a time. Minutes, I tell you.
The final decision? Well, since cavorting is a spontaneous expression of joy, it's really not practical to set a date. When International Cavorting Day becomes a reality (and I think we can all agree it's just a matter of time) then everyone on the planet will be issued a Cavorting Card. The card can be cashed in on a day when it's owner NEEDS to cavort and it will reimburse the cardholder for one day's wages.
There Will Be One Single Unbreakable Rule.
The One Single Unbreakable Rule is that you cannot cash in your card to help cover time for something practical. Look, you'll find a way to do the practical stuff, you always do.
Nope, International Cavorting Day is about acknowledging a moment of spontaneous joy, having freedom for random, senseless jolts of happiness.
We make time for the rest of it because we HAVE to.
But those cavorting moments? Hrm. Somehow, the closer to grown up you become, the more reasons there are to put them off.
Why IS that?
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