That’s my favorite Sesame Street book. In this I am not alone. According to wikipedia it’s the best-selling Sesame Street title of all time. It’s a super script for Grover and I love reading it aloud. Dramatically. Histrionically. My kids and grandchildren have enjoyed that.

I’m the monster at the end of my book. So dense about some things. So prone to the “no duh” realization. The profunditty.

I love my bff and my brother, but they’re completely unlike me. I rail about them being stuck, not working to potential, but – hello? – they’re not like me. Which is probably a big reason I love them. Hello?

Dana and Charlie are laid back. They’re good at vacation, travel, relaxing.

I’m task-oriented. Seems I’m only happy if I have ticked off the required jobs and can relax into my solitaire/writing reward. Those and pot, and stupid TV and naps. But only after effort and production.

They adore cocaine. Dana says it makes her think of emptying the dishwasher during the TV ads. Charlie says it jacks him up, in a good way. They both adore watching sports when jacked up.

I stay busy during the ads. I weed and prune while on the phone. I seldom do just one thing, and I don’t get much effect from cocaine. But I appreciate narcotics. I slip into a bit of a relaxed mode. I still do things, but nothing bothers or irritates me.

No duh. They’re not very motivated, and they like speed. I’m neurotically busy and I like to be shown the way to slow down.

Too corny to write. Strike me down, editor.

And yet. Seems there is something to say. I mean write. I mean learn.

Like what if they did boot camp? What if I tried to meditate? What if??

Wikipedia asserts TMATEOTB was written to encourage children to read a book from beginning to end. But we all know that’s not what it’s about. Nuh-uh. The message is about facing the demon of course. Looking in the mirror. Smacking one’s own brow in no-duh embarrassment. And moving on.