Welcome to the Wakefield Doctrine (the continuing theory of the a-synchronic relationships of clarks, the dogmatic and fatalistic lives of scotts and the circularitous perfection in justification world of rogers)
Today is Monday, and while we all like to read the new Posts on Monday Mornings, the fact is, we are all fairly distracted by the week that looms over us, like Godzilla looking in the window of the little kid in ‘Godzilla Returns!’
You might be a clark, scott or a roger if…
If you immediately stop surfing the channels because you come upon a show that uses only black and white documentary photos and film…you might be a roger
If you love Christmas lawn decorations and cannot imagine having too many lights… you might be a scott
If you find a flier stuck under the windshield wiper of your car and you take the time to read it… you might be a clark.
If asked a question and you preface your answer with “in the beginning…” you might be a clark.
If someone gets your name wrong mispronouncing it or just getting calling you something other than your actual name) and you answer to it, without correcting them… you might be a clark.
If as a child building model cars, you made sure that the extra parts were put back in the box along with the re-folded instructions for future safekeeping…you might be a roger.
If you think that Slacker was the greatest movie made in the 1990s…you might be a clark
If you think that Borat was one of the funniest movies of (whatever) year…you might be a scott
If you think that the 107 episode, Directors cut, 15 DVD un-abashed edition of the compilation (with Writers notes (including what he had for breakfast) and voice-over reading of the credits by someone who knew someone who was a re-enactor who actually got hurt at an event) of all Ken Burns films, PBS episodes and commercials that last longer than most readings of the Iliad is the greatest film of all time…you might be a roger
If you have any inclination to wear hats for a fashion statement (for male rogers only) or a ‘fanny pack’ (either male or female rogers), or for that matter any clothing designed specifically for riding a bicycle (branded or un-branded)…you might be a roger.
If you happen to be at a golf tournament and feel that it is expected of the members of the gallery to yell anything (including but not limited to “get in the hole!!”)…you might be a scott.
…and finally, you might be a clark or a scott or a roger
If you are contemplating a project of any sort; a new deck or a term paper, writing a resume or planting a garden:
…you look forward to making the list of things you need to buy/gather/acquire first more than anything else…you might be a clark
…you must know what your friends on the ’do it yourself’ shows have done, that is what you want…you might be a roger
…CONTEMPLATE? PLAN? I JUST FINISHED IT! SCREW YOU ITS DONE NO! THIS IS FINE …THE WAY IT IS…you might be a scott
Thanks for the bit of humor on this crazy Monday morning ala Jeff Foxworthy style. Truly loved how you weaved the doctrine together with this brand of humor. You had me at Christmas lights, lol :)
I DO sometimes read those flyers under my windshield…hmm, I might be a clark after all!
@Emily
…you say that like it’s a bad thing! lol