Breaking the Rules

[BeBop]

Rules seem to be proliferating. From the benign to the ridiculous. Moral, legal, social... One can't follow them all, can one? (This one certainly can't.) So, where do you toe the line, and where do you cross it?

I jaywalk and cross against the traffic light...when safe. In doing so, I break one rule (legal) while adhering to another (common sense/self-preservation). I don't speed, I've seldom any reason to.

(Look! He ended a sentence with a preposition!)

I've revealed the soles of my feet to a Buddah image more than once - a product of clumsiness, more than lack of discretion.

I shave with hot water, to my father's chagrin. And I typically throw clothes and laundry detergent into the wash simultaneously - my mother would be ashamed.

I begin sentences with conjuctions. Horrors!

I never (never!) skip my twice daily exercise routine. Ten years without 'peaking' or 'periodization'. Sorry coach. Oh wait, these days, I'm the coach.

But I don't take the hairdryer into the bathtub with me. And all my mattresses still have their tags. (Actually, I don't have any matresses, so there!)

Read the ending of a novel before the beginning? No way.

I'm not looking for murder confessions here. Or, worse yet, admissions that you store LPs horizontally.