This made me weep a little this morning.

The Most Astounding Fact (by Max Schlickenmeyer)

Frank Chimero’s Tumble: There is a Horse in the Apple Store

viafrank:

There is a horse in the Apple Store and no one sees it but me.

I think, “Why?” What is the villain here that blinds all of these people to this situation? Am I nuts for thinking this is exceptional? Does anyone else see this? Did I accidentally drop acid and not realize? I must take a photo….

John and I have a term called a “tiny pony.” It is a thing that is exceptional that no one, for whatever reason, notices. Or, conversely, it is an exceptional thing that everyone notices, but quickly grows acclimated to despite the brilliance of it all.

Cell phones and the ability to make a phone call to anyone from anywhere is a tiny pony. The instant gratification provided by being able to have almost any question answered immediately is a tiny pony. Airplanes are tiny ponies. A black president, whose father is from Kenya and mother is from Kansas, being elected President of the United States is a tiny pony.

When does the magic of a situation fade? When do we get acclimated to the exceptional?Is this how we get by? Would anything get done if we were constantly gobsmacked? Is this how we survive, how we stay sane? We define a pattern, no matter how exceptional, and acclimate ourselves to it?

No. I don’t want to believe that. Because there is a horse in the Apple Store.

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It’s my birthday today. We’re staying in Eureka. Drinking champagne, eating cake, long walks by the sea.

It’s my birthday today. We’re staying in Eureka. Drinking champagne, eating cake, long walks by the sea.