Every now and then my father emails me with huge information dumps that he calls “brain droppings.” He calls them such because, to him, they’re worth just about as much as the road apples you see trailing our horse-riding campus police. He really doesn’t give himself enough credit, though.
In his last email, he told me about his work on the house, how the community choir’s concert went, mused on politics, etc. Perhaps he’s being modest when he says that such tidbits of information are useless, but I wonder if he realizes how valuable they actually are.
If you think about it, what else is a conversation but a string of brain droppings? Unless it is an actual debate, then chances are you are just mentioning random stuff that pops into your head.
When you dine with your friends, what do you talk about? Philosophy? The state of the nation? Not most of the time. Most of the time what you talk about is the class you’re having trouble with, the girl/guy you like, how much work you have to do, whatever. In the end, none of it really matters on a cosmic level.
But such updates are abbreviated versions of our lives. They’re what we are making of ourselves and doing when away from those we care about. Telling others about these “useless tidbits” gives you a sense of connection to a person, hence why you enjoy their company even if everything you talk about is entirely asinine and pointless.
What matters is how you tell it; whether it is engaging and whether you care about whoever you are speaking or listening to.
I don’t know about you guys but, at least in my case, getting these updates matters. Whether it is from a friend living in the next dorm over or my parents over a hundred miles away, these conversations, be they verbal or written, give me a sense of connection with these people. It makes me feel closer to them and involved in their lives.
In short, brain droppings make the world a smaller place.
Song of the Week: “The Parting Glass,” as performed by Peter Hollens, is an old Irish song that friends might sing together as they were parting ways after just a drink or perhaps for a long time. Either way, it is sad, yet has well-wishing, glad lyrics that I hope you will enjoy.
The other song, “Underground,” I just felt like putting in because IT’S SO GOOOOD!!! It’s a bit dark, so be warned about that, but Peter Hollens is too amazing not to advertise. Also, who'd've thought that so many video games would make great original music? Take that, you snobs who think games can't be art! HA!!!