Funny stories. A stinging bug by any other name by Lance Manion

Funny stories. A stinging bug by any other name by Lance Manion

Funny stories. A stinging bug by any other name by Lance Manion.

Funny stories. A stinging bug by any other name by Lance Manion

Funny stories. Lady bug. Photo attribution Piotr Siedlecki

The other day it was partly cloudy, which doesn’t make a great opening line but it does go a long way in explaining why when a bug landed on my nose it couldn’t be said to have been “out of the blue”. It was partly cloudy … as I just mentioned. Rarely does a bug land on someone’s nose out of the partly cloudy.

I like to believe that I’ve evolved as a human being because I reacted very differently than I did the last time a bug landed on that particular spot. The last time I acted under the false premise that my nose was constructed with indestructible titanium and not the very structable bundle of nerve endings that actually comprised it.

I slugged myself right in the nose and left it all red and swollen and was forced to walk around the rest of the day sporting this testament to my poor decision-making.

The problem then, as it was the other partly cloudy day, is that while the bug did not wear the distinctive yellow and black colors of the notorious villains of the insect world, it sat on the end of my nose and, while my eyes are outstanding at gathering information from a variety of distances, the close proximity made the bug blurry.

Try as I might I could make head nor tails of what exactly was perched on the end of my snout.

This is where being a writer makes one susceptible to unfortunate flights of fancy. While most people would stop at a small number insect suspects, the writer, given his or her training, can come up with a cornucopia of winged menaces that could have hypothetically plopped down and made themselves at home.

I guess this is a cautionary tale of sorts.

Everybody thinks they can write and most people aspire on some level to put the ol’ pen to paper and take it for a spin on behalf of their fellow man. What they don’t appreciate is the terrible toll it takes on your imagination. Scientifically speaking, I believe every time you think of a new odd idea you build a new neural pathway. You make a new connection which in turn allows you to make a similar odd connection more easily the next time the desire for weirdness takes hold. The odder you start to think the easier it is to continue to think of odder and odder things until such a time as you are sitting at a dinner party making small talk when all of a sudden you look up to find everyone else at the table staring at you with their mouths wide open in shock and bewilderment at what you thought was a pretty innocuous observation.

Some people don’t think this part through. The dangers that lurk in thinking odd. Once you slip to the odd side it’s a long road back. Book signings might be tedious but they are nothing compared to the horror show of laying awake at night staring at the ceiling with a writer’s mind.

So instead of lashing out in fear I took a composed breath and tried to imagine all the whimsical circumstances that could have brought this noble creature to my nose. All of a sudden I was one with the universe. Connected with all living things. How two separate but equal beings such as myself and this blurry little fellow could have found our paths entwined began to play out my head in great detail. Each scenario getting progressively more poignant.

I slowly pointed my head towards where the sun would have been, had it not been partly cloudy, as if showing the universe that I was a much better person than the last time I punched myself in the face. I was beaming and imagining my friend doing a little basking itself.

Perhaps I’d truly found some deeper appreciation of the beauty of life in all its many forms.

That’s when the insect stung me and left my nose all red and swollen.

Well played universe. Well played.

Funny stories. A stinging bug by any other name by Lance Manion

Funny stories. Lady Bug II. Photo attribution Piotr Siedlecki

Funny stories. Enjoy your day, Yareah friends. Art is everywhere and up to you.

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Lance Manion has been called demented, hilarious, quirky and well outside the mainstream. He has released 5 collections of short stories, contributes to numerous online flash fiction sites and blogs daily on his website Currently, his fifth book named "The Trembling Fist" is out and promises to be his fifthest yet. I'm sure there are a lot of redeeming features about Lance that we could mention but none of them are coming to mind just now. If we think of any we'll be sure to get back to you.

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