While biking home today I came across an interesting sight. Standing outside tending to a garden plot was a shirtless man with pink spiky hair and a tatoo of a rose across the side of his stomach. It struck me as funny that not only did he sport a rose but resembled one. The guy must have coordinated this flower-punk style completely on purpose. That way, he could look totally bad ass while tending to his tulips. Though I know of several hobbies commonly taken to extremes to the point of marking oneself with their indelible effigies, gardening is not the first that comes to mind. Bikers, sportsfans, and medievalists strike me as likelier candidates. Gardening just seems too lah dee dah to be die hard.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m not criticizing the man for his flower power. Let him do whatever plants his bulbs. But it has led me to imagine other hobbies that might be surprising if taken to extremes. Like a hard core knitter for instance. There are definitely those Pretty in Pink knitters out there who make everything they own. But a devil’s lock made of yarn and a circular needle nose ring. Now we’re talking serious. How about a hell bent thrower of tea parties or a raging ex-alcholic?
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