Stuff I Do to Get the Stinkin Out of My Thinkin

Dear Readers,

Have you ever had one of those days where you were just kind of down??  Have you ever woken up and said to yourself:  "WHAT??!  I have to do this mess all over again today??!!"

Well, recently I had one of these days.  There was a whole lot of "Stinkin Thinkin" going on.  I was having a "Case of the Sads" (this is what I call unhappiness...Not a diagnosable term...nor one I will ever use as a future Counselor).  At any rate, I was engulfed in a cloud of negative energy...AKA...Stinkin Thinkin". 


I called one of my girlfriends.  You know that friend that always has something positive to say??  And will listen to your ridiculousness??  If you don't' have a friend like this.  You need to get one.  Go all out and get a couple of them while you're at it.

So, I call my girlfriend and I state my grievencess.  Which at the time seemed highly important...however, now I can not recall.  Anyway, while speaking with above stated awesome girlfriend of mine.  I had an idea.  I said, "Friend, I think I know what needs to be done."  Friend says, "What now?"  I replied, "I need to get all up in the backseat of my car and find my CD case."  Friend, "Oh no."  Me:  "Oh yeah.  It's Jock Jams time!"  Then I go into song and sing a couple excerpts.  Which I'm sure she loved.


Actually, this friend of mine deserves a metal or something.  At least a certificate of some sort.  The things she sometimes has to listen to...are....well...worthy of an award.


Should you ever happen to get into a friendship-situation with me...you'll understand the need for a parade in your honor.  


Anyway, so I'm digging around in the backseat of my car looking for my CD case...


Ok, cool out kids...I know what you're thinking....You're thinking:  :  "Is Miss Oakley stuck in 1992??  Does she not know about ipods ??"  


The answer to to cool-kid-crowd is:  YES.  I'm well aware.  In fact, I fully embrace technology.  I just could never get rid of my vast CD collection.  And by "vast" I mean a couple of 2Pac CD's, some self-made Big Pun Remixes, and some random dance CD's...and for some reason a Jock Jams CD.


Why do I have a Jock Jams CD.  Was I??:
A)  A total athlete in high school.  


OR...


B) Do I happen to love borderline questionable music??


You pick.

Either way, I have a CD from their collection.  


So I find my CD.  But since it is fact, not 1992...I needed to find a way to play the thing.  Yeah, I could have used my computer...but I wanted to get into the whole spirit of the thing...


I called my girlfriend back just to check and make sure she didn't happen to have a boombox sitting around somewhere.  Turns out, she did not.


Mainly, I just wanted to get old school and do something a little like this:

After some thinking I realized I had one out in my garage.  I have everything in there.  (Sidenote:  should you ever need some random piece of sporting equipment, a couple boxes of "Cialis" pens, or a couch...I'm your gal.)

I find my boombox.  I realize how ridiculous I looked carrying that thing into my place.  I didn't care.  All I wanted to do was quit my stinkin thinkin and jam out.

Cut to an hour later...

Turns out, Jock Jams weren't how I remember them.  Every song just reminded me of my high school basketball team.  And I was repeatedly reminded of my complete nonathletic.

So then I decide to take a trip down memory lane and go through some of my old high school pictures...

Cut to two hours later...

After a full review I concluded that:  There was no possible way that I would ever make it in the WNBA.  In summary, I once made a break away steal...then scored for the other team.  Whatever, I had a pair of Jordans...I should have been an awesome basketball player right??  


Evidence....

I'm #13 (because I'm lucky like that)

So the Jock Jams CD didn't improve my mood.  However, once I took a step back at the situation...and LITERALLY looked at what I was doing:

• Digging around in my car for a CD from '92.
• Finding an old boombox in my garage.
• Looking at old high school pics.
• Blasting "This is How We Do It" by Montell Jordan....I realized the humor in the whole situation

I shut the Jock Jams off...turned on some legit music...Big Pun specifically...and got on with my day.

I cut out the "Stinkin thinkin"and said goodbye to my "Case of the Sads".  I was completely cured.


So Let's Reflect:  What Did We Learn:

• I carry a collection of questionable taste of music in my car.
• Jock Jams may not be the cure for a "Case of the Sads".
• I am in fact not a good basketball player.  
• Big Pun is the bomb.

Do you ever have days like this??  The last time you had a "Case of the Sads" what did you do??  How do you get the Stinkin out of your Thinkin??


Forever, Blogging About Things I Feel You Should Know,
Miss Oakley

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