Skip and His Brother, Lou

Guy I work with, hurt his leg on the weekend. He never indicated how, but I mentioned, twice, that if he didn't skip, he wouldn't have hurt himself. Both times, my words fell on deaf ears. Whether he was ignoring me or just wasn't paying attention, I'll never know.

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On the other hand, I began to think about skipping. Not as a pastime, as a man of my size would look ridiculous skipping everywhere he went. However, the thought of skipping occupied my mind for most of the day. My thoughts, more specifically, centered in on that children's song, "Skip To My Lou". Just what the hell did that mean? Skip to my lou. I know what skipping is, but what the hell is a lou?

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I know that in some terminology, a lou is a toilet. A toilet, however, isn't (and shouldn't) be associated with skipping. If you skip going to the bathroom, you're just going to end up pissing yourself somewhere down the road. Or even worse.

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Skip to my lou. I thought about the words. When I should've been concentrating on other tasks, I was thinking about the words. Skip. To my. Lou. If one does partake in the practice of skipping, does one necessarily need to skip with a lou? I know you can use a skip rope. Although, to this day, I can't do more than one or two jumps before ultimately tripping myself up. I don't know how professional athletes can use those freakin' things, and so proficiently, too. So without a rope, can you still skip without a lou? I say yes. Although, I can't say with any certainty that there's any benefits to skipping with or without a lou.

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So setting aside that arguement for a moment. If one does have a "lou", does one have to skip to their own lou? Or can you borrow a friends lou? Say you're a married couple. Does a husband and wife need to each get their own lou? Or can they share the lou? Are lou's unisex? I guess, they'd each need their own, if they wished to "skip to their lou" together. Can you get smaller lous, for children, I wonder? Is skipping to a lou, fun for the whole family? Do they come in diffrent colours?

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It's an utter enigma. With every question I ask, I'm greeted with another question or two. I've actually touched base on these query once before, in my last blog, but it fell on deaf ears. Just as this entry will likely do, but the mystery remains, nonetheless. Perhaps one day, scientists will make a discovery. Or better yet, because someone, somewhere, out there in the world knows just what the hell a "lou" is, because someone had to write the song, right? Perhaps there will be a documentary produced on the subject. Perhaps, it shall appear on the Discovery Channel. Likely, it won't have an entire week dedicated to it, like the sharks and whales have, but it'll be there, all the same. In all it's glory. Maybe even big name celebrities, will appear on the program, skipping to their lous, with bright smiles and wide open eyes. Then the world will join together in peace and harmony, and all the violence in the middle east will be come to an end and gas prices will come down.

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Yeah... That would be kinda great. But I doubt that shit'll ever happen. I think in the meantime, I'm going to continue driving. Screw the skipping. That shit will just get you hurt, anyway. Just ask the guy I work with. He'll tell ya!!