Reaching Day: Just as good as Boxing Day
“What is this Reaching Day, and how can I celebrate it?” is a question that you are no doubt asking of anyone sitting nearby. Well, quite down, you sound crazy. Allow me to enlighten and edify you as to the details of this most ambitious of days. Reaching Day is an ancient and sacred day of remembrance. Remembrance of an event that changed the shape of everything. Remembrance of an act that can only be described as a miracle. Remembrance of a day that will never be forgotten. The exact date of this event has been forgotten, however leading datematicians have selected December the 3st as the day of commemoration, due largely to astrological charts and adherence to one of the principal rules of economics that holds that you should always locate something closest to it’s major competition. While the date of Reaching Day is a little squirrelly, the lore of its origin is as vivid as 4 years ago.
Reaching Day has its beginnings in an act performed by the Patron Saint of Reaching Day, G. B. Stoves. In a feat that defied both physics and the bounds of modern laziness, G. B. reached 7 feet from the top bunk of the dorm room to the remote on the ugly couch. That’s right, 7 feet. Without touching the ground. Without the aid of a stick. All reach, all day. This remarkable deed of utter slothfulness caused me to proclaim, “I proclaim today, Reaching Day!” And then the bells of the village rang and the Earth shook.
Well, that’s pretty much how it happened. But that, believe it or not, is not where the magic of Reaching Day lay… lie? lies? lays? The magic is in you. It’s in all of us. It’s in you and all of us. On every December 3st we celebrate by simply reaching. You can reach for anything. Reach for a beer. Reach for a dollar on the floor. Reach for a fraternal high-five after something good happens in sports. Reach for a lady. Reach your potential. Reach between the cushions and find that cracker. Just Reach It, and when you do, exclaim, “Reaching Day”
Reaching day should teach us all a valuable lesson. If you are really lazy and don’t want to get out of bed, you can still reach a lot of things in a small dorm room. Also don’t reach for other people’s stuff. That’s theft and it’s still illegal. Cops don’t celebrate Reaching Day.

4 Comments:
My eyes are all watery. O Reaching Day, you will forever be in my heart.
An Ode to Chad's Future...Or Lack There Of
a Masterpiece by Barbara E. Herrmann
You must take the GRE
Hours of whining, lucky me!
Remedial fraction-reducing boyfriend.
Adding, subtracting
Your small brain, not reacting
Remedial fraction-reducing boyfriend.
Cross multiply or divide?
Need 6th grade tutor at your side?
Remedial fraction-reducing boyfriend.
Staring blankly at your book
A simple analogy, the hook
Remedial fraction-reducing boyfriend.
Common denominators are foreign
Your ramble about them, boring
Remedial fraction-reducing boyfriend.
How many drugs did you do in college
To sap your basic math knowledge?
Remedial fraction-reducing boyfriend.
Take review book everywhere, you're nefarious
You, studying? yeah...hilarious.
Remedial fraction-reducing boyfriend.
It's a good thing you're cute
Too dumb to know square roots
Remedial fraction-reducing boyfriend.
Maybe you'll do well
Over on Thursday, your hell
My remedial fraction-reducing boyfriend.
first of all....i reached a remote that was on the floor, from the top bunk. second of all. you never proclaimed "reaching day". that was all me fatso. you were a sideline witness to this moment. deal with it.
i will end this, as barbara did, with a poem about chad brice....
al-bi-NO!!!
when youre right youre wrong, and
when youre wrong youre right
nothing is certain, nothing is tight
mountains can move, skys can fall
fatties grow thin, midgets grow tall
dreams seem big, dreams seem small
but still you must fight
hold on to this truth with all might
chad brice is white, the whitest white that ever whited
white, white, hes fucking see through
!white!
(faster now)
blinds the eye
white ass thigh
chad you al-bi
NO!!!!!
Like my boy G-dub, criticism makes me grow stronger. Look at all the bad things he got called out for and he got reelected. I figure if you guys keep bashing me, I will be able to singlehandedly control the world. Here's some fodder. I won the limbo contest at the Duke Hospital Employee Christmas part. Run with it.
Chad Brice
(sleeps with retainer)
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