Common sense is not so common.

Rushing home to cook nothing at all, I turn on the TV to get a daily dose of entertainment news last night before my nightly gaming job begins. I’m watching Mark McGrath (sellout) and his cohost talking about the new movie ‘The Number 23“. No, this isn’t part of a Sesame Street production. No, I don’t need to tell you about this movie because I am POSITIVE that one of your friends who is even remotely interested in math has rolled over and DIED when they first saw the preview of this Jim-Carrey-All-Buffed-Out flick.

Am I not making sense? Ok 23 is a prime number, the sum is 5, the product is 6, anyone who’s 22 has to look forward to it at their next birthday, and if you divide 2/3=.666(6666…) the mark of a rational number that goes on forever is also the number that they claim is the mark of the ‘devil’. Oy vey. Let’s all start BANNING the number 2 and 3!

Why couldn’t they just make a movie called “Watch Us Force Jim Carrey Not be the Funny Man!”.  Anyway here’s my contribution to “ooooh, you’re in trouble with the ‘devil’” – more like I’m in trouble from my boss who knows that I’m writing this crap instead of documenting my whale script… (*thinks* I guess some people could call him the ‘devil’.)

I rolled my car into the McD’s drive through this morning, order up a #1 with large coffee.

“Cream and sugar?”, the box asked.

“3 creams and splenda please.”, I replied secretly hoping they’d give me ample amounts of splenda since I didn’t give them a direct number.

Got to work with a cop tailing me (I’m a slo-ri-der), opened up the coffee cup lid and searched in the bag for the cream and sugar. I cursed at myself remembering that for an upgraded coffee, I’d need more than 3 creams for my “lite n’ sweet” and then SHIT. There’s no stirrer, no cream and NO SPLENDA! Bugger! Thank goodness me and my coffee-loving buddy at work got some half n’ half this week. I look into my cup and there it was, not black but “lite n’ sweet”!

I was like :O (surprised) and *x( (anger) because they DON’T KNOW ME, and they certainly don’t know how I like my coffee and then ~(delicious). Why “:P~”? because they made it well, so well infact it would be exactly how I wanted to make it if it were made with my own hands! I guess 3 creams and “some splenda” was enough information for them to make it the way I envisioned my anal crowbar would be.

Which got me thinking about things like how much we take “service” for granted, and what is the bare minimum information can you give a person for them to do something you want them to do consciously or unconsciously. Which got me thinking about all the marketing tricks, and brain tricks (I have to read that book by Matt Web called Mind Hacks again), and behavioral psychology, and neurobiology.

and then I got hungry. more later.