what is “normal”?

bob the squirrel's normal squirrelosophy

i really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really, really dislike, oh, i’ll just say it… HATE the word “normal”.  there’s just something about it that makes my fur crawl…literally crawl.  i have pictures, i’ve seen it crawl.

normal means that there has to be something that is not usual.  by and large, it’s supposed to apply to something that is universal over a wide area.   if we were to accept that there was no normal, i think we’d all be somewhat better off for it.

i understand that the concept of normal must exist.  without it, products could not be advertised…nothing ideal could or would be sold.  if there were no normal wouldn’t be any promise out there of something “better”.

what do i know?  i’m just a “normal” talking squirrel.  that is my concept of that word.  it’s not universal… only to me.  wanting to banish the word  isn’t exactly normal to someone else.  probably a good indication that i will not win.

although, we could replace the word normal with the prefix “finefor”—like “fineforyou” or “fineforme”…all it needs is a pronoun to work. squirrelosophy is more apt to embrace this word rather than that other word.

maybe i just need an extremely long squirrel nap.

the unbearable lightness of being a nutcracker

bob the nutcracker

you ever get to that point where you realize that no matter what you do from that day on, that’s all you’ll be?  the day i realized i was what is so wonderfully illustrated was an interesting day.  i’m not going to go so far as to say this realization was what made me embrace a squirrelosophy of life, but it didn’t hurt.

i also realized that even though i might not be completely happy with my station in life, someone out there might be jealous that i can do what i do.

i mean, that’s cool.  although, once they realize that rolling around with this tail isn’t all that it’s cracked up to be, they’ll be moping like me hanging out in some tree.  been there, done that.

i’ve cracked a lot of nuts in a lot of trees.

the beginning of squirrelosophy

SQUIRRELOSOPHY? What is that?  A new makeup?

When someone sets out to write a book about life, they have to ask themselves a big question: what do I know that no one else knows?  I mean someone has to know what I know, right?  I’m just a squirrel but I may know more than you think.

So, with a ton of help from my faithful sidekick Frank Page,  I’ve created SQUIRRELOSOPHY.  I will be posting from time to time about what I think about life…because that what I do…they may be in the form of images or text or both.  Am I going to make your life better? Read on, bookmark this, subscribe and find out.

As much as I like to hide it, the fact of the matter is: I am a squirrel. Do I always follow my own advice? Absolutely not. I am hypocrite… if there were such a thing, I’d be a lifetime member of hypocrite society.

Will squirrelosophy be taught one day in our many institutions of higher learning?  I don’t know.  It’s cool to think that it could.

So, this is the beginning.  If you have any thoughts about what I could think about, find my perspective on, email us.