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The Allergy - A Play
Well, the start of a play.
Allergen (singing): I'm a little alergen,
Short and stout!
Here is my handle!
Here is my spou--[interrupted]
Alarm horn sounds. [In my head, it's a deep foghorn.]
Brain: Red alert! Red alert! All hands on deck! Repeat: All hands on deck!
Bone Marrow, we need antibodies quick!
Bone Marrow: Right away, sir! I've also got some on standby from last time!
Antibodies march on stage, single file.
Brain: Good work, Mary!
Antibodies! We have invaders. They look like this [shows Wanted poster of allergen]. Go out and find them! You know what to do!
Antibodies run around stage in all directions. One of them finds the antigen, bows to it, shakes its hand (spout?), pulls out hand cuffs, and cuffs the wrists of their two shaking hands together. The other antibodies mostly end up going off stage, but there will always be one or two running around.
Antibody: I got one, boss! I got one! Help!
etc. There was going to be someone manning a fire house to wash away the enemy. "Aye aye, Captain. I'm giving her all I can, but I'm running out of water!" "Make more!" But I didn't want the whole thing to be horribly inaccurate. When I tried to research what actually happens, everything I found had either too much information or too little. Oh, well, this is enough to get the picture, though.
I got the idea for this play while thinking about the issue of solutions for problems that don't exist.
One tenet of my faith is that if you try to make things better, you are much more likely to actually make things better than if you don't. And you can increase your odds even more by researching which kinds of solutions are actually effective. (And, apparently, which of the problems you perceive are actually problems.) As Bonnie Raitt might advise: you've got to know how.
Song of the day - Bonnie Raitt's You Got to Know How
Below are the lyrics as I hear them. (Note that she says it's okay if you don't magically know--you can learn.)
You can make me do
What you want to do,
But you got to know how.
You can make me cry,
You make me sigh,
But you got to know how.
You can make me do like this.
You can make me do like that.
Oh, baby, but you got to know how.
Once a pal of mine
Stole a guy of mine,
But I got him back, now.
It was the same old song:
She couldn't keep him long
'Cause she didn't know how.
When I love my man, I make him holler. Woah, my!
Yes, sir, I really know how.
The technique ain't tough
If you care enough
You can learn to know how.
I might drop a hint
How to strike my flint
If you're know how(?). [Others say "If you yearn to know how." In another version she sings "If you want to know how."]
Now don't you tell me about the life you led.
Don't try to drink me into bed.
No, baby, that ain't the way how!
You got to take your time.
You know it ain't no crime
If it lasts all night.
I think you'll be ideal
When you begin to feel
That you're doing right.
And when you love me right, you'll hear me holler. Woah, woah, my!
Yes, sir, when you really know how.
(Instrumental section)
And if you stay with me
Who knows how it will be
When we finally know how?
We'll get a house in town.
Don't need to move around
When we really know how.
Well, there's tricks that I don't even know,
Ones we'll make up as we go.
Woah, mister, when we really know how.
Yes, mister, when we really know how.
Exercise update
Saturday - Nothing. I was feeling better than Friday, but experience tells me that I tend to err toward being too macho, so I did not do exercise.
Sunday - After a one-mile walk, I felt oddly light-headed, so I didn't do any other exercise.
Allergen (singing): I'm a little alergen,
Short and stout!
Here is my handle!
Here is my spou--[interrupted]
Alarm horn sounds. [In my head, it's a deep foghorn.]
Brain: Red alert! Red alert! All hands on deck! Repeat: All hands on deck!
Bone Marrow, we need antibodies quick!
Bone Marrow: Right away, sir! I've also got some on standby from last time!
Antibodies march on stage, single file.
Brain: Good work, Mary!
Antibodies! We have invaders. They look like this [shows Wanted poster of allergen]. Go out and find them! You know what to do!
Antibodies run around stage in all directions. One of them finds the antigen, bows to it, shakes its hand (spout?), pulls out hand cuffs, and cuffs the wrists of their two shaking hands together. The other antibodies mostly end up going off stage, but there will always be one or two running around.
Antibody: I got one, boss! I got one! Help!
etc. There was going to be someone manning a fire house to wash away the enemy. "Aye aye, Captain. I'm giving her all I can, but I'm running out of water!" "Make more!" But I didn't want the whole thing to be horribly inaccurate. When I tried to research what actually happens, everything I found had either too much information or too little. Oh, well, this is enough to get the picture, though.
I got the idea for this play while thinking about the issue of solutions for problems that don't exist.
One tenet of my faith is that if you try to make things better, you are much more likely to actually make things better than if you don't. And you can increase your odds even more by researching which kinds of solutions are actually effective. (And, apparently, which of the problems you perceive are actually problems.) As Bonnie Raitt might advise: you've got to know how.
Song of the day - Bonnie Raitt's You Got to Know How
Below are the lyrics as I hear them. (Note that she says it's okay if you don't magically know--you can learn.)
You can make me do
What you want to do,
But you got to know how.
You can make me cry,
You make me sigh,
But you got to know how.
You can make me do like this.
You can make me do like that.
Oh, baby, but you got to know how.
Once a pal of mine
Stole a guy of mine,
But I got him back, now.
It was the same old song:
She couldn't keep him long
'Cause she didn't know how.
When I love my man, I make him holler. Woah, my!
Yes, sir, I really know how.
The technique ain't tough
If you care enough
You can learn to know how.
I might drop a hint
How to strike my flint
If you're know how(?). [Others say "If you yearn to know how." In another version she sings "If you want to know how."]
Now don't you tell me about the life you led.
Don't try to drink me into bed.
No, baby, that ain't the way how!
You got to take your time.
You know it ain't no crime
If it lasts all night.
I think you'll be ideal
When you begin to feel
That you're doing right.
And when you love me right, you'll hear me holler. Woah, woah, my!
Yes, sir, when you really know how.
(Instrumental section)
And if you stay with me
Who knows how it will be
When we finally know how?
We'll get a house in town.
Don't need to move around
When we really know how.
Well, there's tricks that I don't even know,
Ones we'll make up as we go.
Woah, mister, when we really know how.
Yes, mister, when we really know how.
Exercise update
Saturday - Nothing. I was feeling better than Friday, but experience tells me that I tend to err toward being too macho, so I did not do exercise.
Sunday - After a one-mile walk, I felt oddly light-headed, so I didn't do any other exercise.