What is the Sound of One Hand Clapping?

Last night was my last teen night, thank Heaven – cupcakes. Popular, simple, cheap, shockingly un-messy. Just bought a cake mix and a tub of frosting and some cups, and boom, in business. I was out of there by eight! Hooray! So it was a good end to a turbulent year.

On that note, I also found out I am for sure having my teen crafting class, but not until Bastille day (July 14th, for the non-francophonic in the audience) and then only until August 19th. But hey, at least I’ll have a budget, and a dedicated group! That’s going to be a major improvement.

I only had about two people dedicated to the cupcakes last night, one of whom I don’t think could be more then ten. The craptastic oven, by the grace of God, actually worked (better than our oven does), and I put in the timer for twenty minutes. So the kid asks me, “How long will they be?”

“Twenty minutes.”
“How long is twenty minutes?”

I had kind of two reactions. The first – which obviously I didn’t say – was “What do you mean how long is it? It’s twenty minutes.”

What I actually said was a mix of educational and existential. Ish.
Educational: “Okay, see that big hand? When it gets to the five, they’ll be done.”
Existential: “Just go play on the trampoline for a bit, and when you come back, they’ll be done.”

Cause in my head, I was going “Hmm, yes, how long is twenty minutes? If we accept reality as subjective-”

Okay, guys. Give me your comments. How long is twenty minutes? Creative answers for extra points.

For more food for thought: are we walking past the mountain, or are we standing still while the mountain walks? Does a dog have Buddha nature? (Answers for that one below!)

You are assuming there is a difference between Buddha nature and the dog. Though if a dog DOES have Buddha nature, I nominate Cassie for that. (Thank you to Prof. Komjathy for giving me random sayings that no one understands! Best prof. evar!)


About emilydnelson

A recent graduate of Hofstra University with a B.A. in anthropology, Emily is like every other twenty-two year old on the planet - trying to figure out what the hell to do now. Follow as she struggles with writing, her social work job, and bopping from coast to coast.
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2 Responses to What is the Sound of One Hand Clapping?

  1. kurt says:

    How long is twenty minutes? An a mere blink of an eye when with someone you love, an endless ordeal when the loved one is gone.

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