It is spring break here in PCB, and much bad dancing is going on.
Do you love the Tiki Bar postcard? What is the sister doing? Is that twerking gone wrong?
Whatever it is, I hope this was fun (for her at least) and I hope this year's visitors are enjoying themselves.
About the break concept, in general . . . why is complete euphoria allotted to only certain times of the year?
Why aren't these students this crazed and enthused in classrooms? No one said they have to sit like narcotized lumps staring at laptops or professors. And why not be this buzzed out at the workplace, mall or grocery store? When I whistle or lightly bop around public places, I do get the "that is inappropriate" stare sometimes. But WHY?????? Every day is spring break and every place should be the Tiki Bar.
This is where I am today: As I close out a 15 year role as fabulous adjunct professor, I am still amazed at the fragmentation of our culture in all things. Exuberance is set aside for time-off. Then, time-on (be it in job world or school world) is clocked in at 50%.
We repeat the phrase "life is too short" . . . trying to remind ourselves/others that THIS DAY is the ONLY day. But the average day is considered a requisite dullness, preparation for that "special" week of bikinis, beer, and boys. And fearless bad dancing.
But spring is breaking out all over. And I am Tiki Bar glad about that.
Here is to fearless bad dancing, metaphorically speaking, every bloomin' day!
Kisses and get ready for tonight's new season of The Kardashians :)
The Joyce
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