LIFE’S MANY MYSTERIES: INSTALLMENT I

This morning, for the four hundreth time in thirty-nine years, I woke up with an rogue eyelash in my eye. There was no eyelash in my eye when I went to bed last night. And–although I don’t have the video to prove it–I’m fairly certain that I sleep with my eyes closed.

[This installment of “Life’s Many Mysteries” was brought to you by the Peter Paul Candy Co.–makers of Almond Joy and Mounds.]

8 thoughts on “LIFE’S MANY MYSTERIES: INSTALLMENT I”

  1. Was it one of those eyelashes that practically works its way right up into your brain before you find it? I hate it when that happens, and it happens to me ALL the time.

    It’s got to be some kind of conspiracy.

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  2. Hey C:

    Nope, not this time…fortunately. This morning’s little bugger was just hanging out shallow end.

    For those brain-ticklers, however, my Grandmother taught me a trick. Just blow your nose. It always seems to come down to a reachable place when I try that technique.

    I’ve always wondered how Grizzly Adams coped with rogue eyelashes. Surely he had the same problem, but never carries a mirror.

    Sal

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  3. I sometimes look like I’ve been beaten up during the night when I get a mix of eyelash and leftover mascara.

    Did you want of of this detailed information? Probably not. But now you know.

    BTW, what happened to all the comments that were posted on your Mickeyland entry?

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  4. Sal, why do you automatically assume it`s an eyelash? Perhaps some big hairy alien did horrible things to you while you slept. Perhaps the hair is yours, but NOT AN EYELASH. Perhaps it`s a spiders leg.

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  5. I once read that the average person eats eight spiders a year during his/her sleep. (Yes, I know, I should go on Jeopardy!)

    I often wonder if my average is higher, since I have a deviated septum that makes it hard for me to breathe through my nose.

    This thread is going downhill fast, sorry! 🙂

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