I know, I’m a little weird, but I find it amusing that there are so many wacky things to celebrate throughout the year. Did you know that January 7th is not only Old Rock Day (which I’ll get to later,) but also National Bobble head Day and I’m Not Going to Take it Anymore Day? For those of you who follow them, it’s also Harlem Globetrotter Day.
Who thinks up this stuff anyway and who determines that it’s going to be a National or International holiday? Not only that, how do people actually celebrate a day like “I’m Not Going to Take it Anymore” day? I must admit these unusual holidays prove to be great writing prompts.
When you think about it, celebrating old rocks isn’t so unusual. Think about it. Anyone over the age of 70 knows that we rock – therefore this must be a celebration intended just for us. Why would anyone go ga-ga over a rock. Unless it contained the secret of life, or held the answer to how the earth came to be, it seems silly to actually have a party for them.
Of course if you’re a rock, the adulation might mean something to you. No one seems to know where this particular holiday originated. Maybe some old rocks got together one day and decided it was time they were recognized. Maybe they made up signs that said “Old Rocks Matter” and blocked a major highway somewhere. It could be that we haven’t given old rocks enough attention and they’re feeling abused.
In any event, it’s time to rise up and celebrate old rocks, bobble heads and the Harlem Globe Trotters. If you don’t, I have no recourse but to stand up and scream at the top of my lungs, “I’M NOT GOING TO TAKE IT ANYMORE!”