John Eagle and I were on the phone today talking about what’s going on in the quarantine world – he near New Orleans and I here in the Midwest. John has a friend who collects scrap metal and resells it. He had some short metal pipes and asked John what he thought. John told him, “Those are pipe bombs, dude.” The pipes had wires connected to the caps. His neighbor, Martine, speaks mostly Spanish, so John called Martine’s wife, who called the police.
Eventually the conversation turned to what we are learning during the lockdown, which here is not really a lockdown, but it’s certainly easier to type lockdown instead of describing that we’re mostly able to do anything but eat in restaurants and go to bars. John has taken to making short 30 second videos. I am learning to play the violin. A friend of mine who lives overseas and plays jazz is going to start teaching me his approach. He gave me a practice tip over email today that was magic. Once he downloads Zoom, we’ll get started.
Anyway, I told John that I always used to think if you could talk like Bullwinkle, your career would soar. The concept applies to anything one might do in life. Talking like Bullwinkle surely would add magic to any presentation, or party, any activity. John had earlier told me he thought he had perfect pitch because he could imitate birds and farm animals. I suppose there is a connection. More importantly, I pointed out to him that mimicry of a talking moose should fit into his wheelhouse.
Anyone else out there that can talk like Bullwinkle, send me a video. I bet most people can’t.
Little Eddie and the Eagle 