SRO...SOL...BYO$...O.O! Slippery Slope, given enough dope (and dupes). LOL!

"Don't just stand there!" Usually followed with yet another co-mand...do something! But what is one to do but stand, when all the other seats have been either taken or curiously stated, "spoken for"...? Other-wise, these daze, experienced as "can't scrounge up enough t pay even for a nose bleed seat...I'll just stand through the whole performance...don't worry about me..." Which is still, while limping around the next day, you look back on it, and all those who couldn't even afford the SRO 'seats' - the ones that we, as we grew, brought into our financial literary lexicons...SOL's ("If I didn't have bad luck, I'd have none at all!") - the ones that could not even begin entertaining the thought of...Who were joined by the group who were invited, but at a cost or otherwise found an * on their invitation...as in "bring your own..." An increasingly popular notion, as the rise of inflation has taken a bite! out of all what's still termed 'discretionary spending' after paying for what used to be called 'obligations' but, like so many other ...like other economic conditions..."about to...if you vote for them..."

Taking a nose dive: Instead of the one that you practiced both in vitro (as in what's called by us sports psychs, "mental rehearsal..."just picture yourself in Paris, standing on the edge...") the one you end up, (wrong end up?) in what's, in reality, termed "in vivo" (no, not a take-off from "Vive la France!" )...

"Go ask Al-ison": A slight deviation, from the hit "Go Ask Alice" that helped Jefferson Airplane soar to new heights which was a lyrical take-off on a girl-cum-teen finding a myriad of ways to get there...high that is. A place that "Alice in Wonderland" takes us as well, only after going down a rabbit hole. But over there, as in Paris pool, we find Alison Gibson finding new lows, to her career as a diver...hitting the board more times than planned, resulting in not only bleeding feet, but a bruised heel -- as well as ego ("0.0"...goose eggs, dead last, 28/28!) -- if her tears that added to the already overflowing level of e-motion in the crowd on her behalf ("hushed tones"), a secondary ripple effect, were any indication. While her pride in representing her country, as well as her sport, remain unwounded -- "I fought with everything I had to represent my country and I'm proud of that..." And we remain proud of you, Alison, for the lessons in both perseverance and resilience...that may leave you temporarily, whenever, wherever, however, you find yourself...

Bottomed Out: "Nothing from nothing...nothing ever could" Sound like "Something Good"? 𝅘𝅥𝅯 Well, if you're a Sound of Music aficionado or one that appreciates ironies, connections, contrasts in experience and emotion, that can stand side-by side, these words are not lost on you. Whereas, in the field of mathematics, that aren't lost on economic majors (who seem to love formulas, especially those that govern a whole other range of 'curves'...trajectories...) but don't seem to handcuff politicians -- whereas adding, subtracting, or even multiplying by zero, gets you back to the same place, dividing by this gets you to what's, while abstract to most of U.S. it's highly familiar terrain to those residing in D.C. ("Debt Consolidation")...along with Buzz(ed) Lightyear: "to Infinity...and beyond...!" It's like they never run out of new ways to distract us, even when they are taking U.S. into...

DangerUS Territory:  As in violating some of the most basic ones of both math and econ..."the problem (with socialism, she said) is that eventually you run out of other people's money..." Almost as quick as Alison could get off the pool deck. In great contrast to Mr. Danger himself who, after hitting three different boards four times, by design, Rodney Dangerfield (i.e., the "Triple Lindy!")...finally got the respect he'd heretofore found e-lusive...where I would send most of these aspirants..."Back to School!". Where we were repeatedly told, inspired...

"Use Your E-magination": Especially during the closing ceremonies, where there's a momentary lull, in the dull, in-action. And we all say, at once “Hooray for Hollywood!” 

Owe me a...COLA (Cost Of Living Allowance, of course!) 

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