Imagination or Insanity?

I'm opting for imagination, mostly because I don't want to seem insane :)

Yesterday I had to duck up to the local supermarket and buy a new pruner, my other one had actually snapped, shows how strong I am LOL. So I'm at the counter and just chatting to the guy who owns the place, and we were talking about how sharp they are. He refused my offer of cutting off his finger to test them out, spoilsport, but told me how someone had actually stolen a pair right out of the packet, and left the empty packet sitting there. He has no idea who did it, or why. Were they that desperate to trim back that rose bush they resorted to stealing? Kitchen scissors would do for that in a pinch. Or maybe they were planning a trek into the bush and needed to clear a path. And after seeing them in action on my mess of a garden I can attest to the fact they would work very well.

So naturally, since I have that sort of mind, I started gabbing. What if it was a mafia hitman with a body in the trunk that he needed to cut up, so I asked if any tough garbage bags were also missing. Or maybe they were to be used by a kidnapper who was going to cut off fingers to send with a ransom note. Then my mind clicked again, and it was an enraged wife who had just found out her husband was cheating on her, and she was cutting the brake lines to his sports car, or giving him a Bobbit. Maybe a mad gardener, who has had to move into an apartment and has no garden and has been going slowly mad, until he steals the pruners and becomes the notorious garden pruner. You come home from holidays and find all your plants nicely pruned, quick call the police. Or send him to my place I hate gardening.

Then there's another conversation I had with a workmate, we were going to scale the side of the building and go in all ninja like and kick arse. Can't remember why, but it comes up frequently when we are pissed off. I've always wondered what it would be like to be able to purchase a tank. Doesn't have to be loaded, I'd just like to drive it. Who doesn't think of a jet fighter swooping down on them when getting attacked by a magpie, and all you are armed with is a stick. Where's that damn flame thrower when you need it, probably stuck in the bottom of your handbag we all know they have everything in them.

When they had a truce on handing in guns over here, my son in law and I came up with setting up a stand in my back yard, I back onto the bush and there's an access track so any extremists could get down there easily. We'd take their weapons off their hands for them, then we'd be loaded with anything we wanted, and of course there'd be at least one tank. Then we could take over the world as we had all the weapons and no one else did, we could then have whatever we wanted and if anyone pissed us off they would just disappear. And who the hell was going to argue with us?

Of course my mind doesn't run away to extremes all the times, sometimes my thoughts are quite simple and boring, like, it looks like it's going to rain, should I hang out the washing, instead of it looks like there is going to be a war between the gods and lightning and meteors are going to rain down on earth. The second thought is much more entertaining though.

Now is that insanity or imagination? I'm pretty sure I have an over active imagination fueled by watching to much TV and DVD's. I'm almost positive I'm not insane.


Catch ya
Cathy