Break a Leg

So tonight's choice for background company is Grindhouse. Stuntman Mike is seeming pretty looney tunes. So's the damn movie, if you ask me.

Sometime back I asked Yuri what those little Russian nesting dolls were called. He prattled off some gobbledygook that didn't jive with what I thought I remembered. I swear I remember them also being called something else, like "Borscht Babies" or something like that. Not that, but something like that.

So that brings me to today's topic, such as it is. Two delicately intertwining topics actually, lies and adages. You see, they say that within every lie is a kernel of truth, nested within not unlike a Borscht Baby. You open the lie and find the Borscht Baby truth within, and should you discover that underlying truth to be a lie as well? That's okay, because there's another Borscht Baby inside just waiting to be discovered. Soon you reach the very inner core, the Borscht Baby inside that has none within, and you know you have reached the real kernel of truth within the lie.

If you find that last one is a lie too? Well, then you're fucked, because that's all there is. Sometimes a lie is just a lie I guess.

My wife used to work for some strange guy with a company run out of his garage, and he had an adage: "Excuses are lies, disguised as problems." I don't think it's really an adage since I'm pretty sure he just made it up himself, but I liked it and I use it all the time. You should see people's heads spin when I whip that one out on them; they're so tweaked trying to figure out what the hell I'm talking about that I can just walk away and not listen to whatever stupid excuse bomb they were about to drop on me.

So I'm curious about how these two adages nest within one another, like the aforementioned nesting dolls. If excuses are lies disguised as problems, and every lie has a kernel of truth, then what does that hold for the lie within the excuse?

(Now here I must digress a bit, because this (this point within my essays (or columns, as I've come to refer to them in my own mind (since I often refer to things differently in my own mind (as if I could refer to them in someone else's mind (ha!) or somehow cause you to refer to them differently in your mind) than I do in everyday conversation) since writing a column is somehow easier to me than a blog posting (go figure!)) where I usually sort of lose my train of thought) is where I need refill my glass of wine. Be right back!)

Sorry for that brief break. Anyway, let's discuss the lies and adages nesting issue!