I bet it’s sooooo fun to be an actor and getting to pretend to be another character in a body swap/possession/shapeshifting plotline. you’ve gotten to watch your coworker play their role for so long and now you finally get a chance to do their silly voices and mannerisms
a perfect world where people go to play minigolf and say to each other “so. if this is minigolf, then whats golf?” and no one knows because golf hasnt existed for hundreds of years by that point
They reinvent golf from minigolf and what they come up with involves rolling beach balls through a theme park
so my spouse is part of a weirdly intense but mostly benign men’s workout group that meets at like, 5:30am outside every day, even in winter. they do a lot of burpees and lugging cinder blocks up hills and stuff.
they take turns leading the workouts and tomorrow is his turn. I asked what he was planning. he handed me a sheet of William Carlos William poems from a large stack he’d printed.
I said “what” and he explained, helpfully, “it’s a William Carlos William themed workout.” I asked what inspired it and he said “I’ve been planning this for months.”
it was a smash hit.
a dozen guys showed up (more than usual). spouse brought a red wheelbarrow and they took turns bringing cinder blocks up the hill with it. then they broke up in teams and did a relay with an “icebox” (cooler filled with 40lbs of ice). at the end he opened the cooler to reveal it was full of beach plum lacroix and all the guys cheered. they drank sparkling water as he read ‘approach of winter’ out loud.
he was home by 6:30am.
