Most days, I think I am pretty weird. Okay…. weird… in a kinder, gentler way…. oddly unique.

I wake up every morning with the sneaky suspicion that something has been duplicitous since birth. You see, I didn’t come out of the womb by my own willful choice. I am  fairly certain I was pushed.

Now that you come to think of it… I was pulled too.
And once I got out… I screamed like a baby.
Well… technically… I was a baby. But they slapped me anyway.

In that moment of awareness… I decided I would have big thoughts from that point onward.

Sometimes my ideas are harebrained. I had an incredulous one tonight.

But don’t you ever wonder where the whole harebrained phrase got started? Well…. it has been around for quite sometime. Since the mid-1500s. It first showed up by applying the qualities of a rabbit…. to a human. It meant a “giddy or reckless person” (1540s)….. which came from the personality of a hare….. since they are both “flighty” and “skittish.”

Now if I were writing the etymology of the word… I would have spelled it Hair Brained. Meaning…. that your head is so willy-schnickered … there is hair growing straight through to your brain… and it is causing you to have loopy and ridiculous thoughts. Hair Brained.

I am not sure sure what we would call bald people though.

Makes no difference. Back to the conspiracy since birth thing. I’m pretty sure there is a reason I have these goofy-rabbit, hare-brained ideas.

I just want to live a hoppy life. Maybe even become a rapper… since I am so into hip-hop.

Honest to goodness truth.
This isn’t all just haresay.  I think I have rabbit ears where there ought to be full antennas.

“If the facts don’t fit the theory, change the facts.” – Albert Einstein