May 9, 2006 at 3:06 pm
Have you ever been asked that question, “If you could have one super power what would it be?” Most people go for flying or being invisible, but I would want my magic power to be a transformation sequence.
If you’ve watched enough Sunday morning cartoons, you know what I’m talking about. Our lovely hero or heroine has some sort of magical object (a sword, a make-up compact case, or a pair of holographic earring projectors) which they say a secret phrase into (“By the honor of Greyskull!” “Moon prism power, make up!” “Showtime, Synergy!”) and then wham, bam, they are all perfectly dressed, coiffed and ready to go kick some super villain ass or just fend off the antics of a renegade rock band.* What a total time-saver!
I wouldn’t want my transformation sequence to just dress me and do my make-up though. I’d also want it to brush my teeth, shower me, and also take care of all my exercise for the day. When you add up all the time this would save me, I bet we’d be tacking years onto my life. I once added up how long I had sat on a school bus at one particularly long traffic light every afternoon for the year and it turned out to be almost a complete day.
There are so many activities in life that are just maintenance, boring little things we must do every day to just stay alive and healthy. After having a mouthful of cavities a couple years ago, I certainly appreciate the importance of flossing, but it’s so monotonous to have to do it every day. Sometimes I feel the same way about eating right and exercising. It just never ends.
Which is not to say I’d never want to exercise or shower again. A nice warm shower can be soothing besides just getting you clean. Running a mile can energize you and make you feel happy to be alive. Brushing your teeth can be…uh, okay, I never like brushing my teeth. There are also days when I’d just like to wake up clean and not have to throw on the sweat pants. I need to get myself a magical compact! Anyone know any talking cats?
* Note: I’m referring to She-Ra, Sailor Moon, and Jem. Sorry if the obscure pop culture references go over anyone’s head and alienate my audience. That’s why God invented Google.