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Note: Eric is not a licensed self-help guru & nothing he says should be taken seriously

So here's what you do:

Stand up, but not at attention. This is as far from a strict set of instructions as one can get without fumbling about listlessly, which certainly has its place. You're standing? Okay. Bend your left arm so that your hand is just in front of your solar plexis (this is where your ribs meet your sternum [breast plate] about halfway down your torso, just below the breasts for you ladies, at the top of your stomach, gents), palm up. Now take your right hand and place the back of it (not the knuckles; the back of the HAND) over the fingers of your left hand. Now fold your thumb down into the palm of your left hand. You feel all of those nerve endings being activated? The way the thumb sinks down into the palm (moreso than any other spot on your hand)> Calming, isn't it? Now, note this spot as the "exact center" of your palm. You should easily be able to locate this spot on the left hand since you know where and what it is. Take a little time to experiment with it. Good? Okay. Now take a shower.

This might seem a bit non-sequitir, but trust me.

Wash everything. You know the drill: rinse, lather, rinse, repeat. Be sure to get behind your ears. I'd always thought that was some old-wives' tale, but experience has taught me that you can accumulate some nastiness there if you neglect it too long. So have you rinsed, lathered, and rinsed everything? You did sing, didn't you? Well, come on now, you've got to sing. Sing something low-key. Maybe some Onelinedrawing's "Um..." or Sarah McLachlan's "I Love You" or Tool's "H". (Do the "I Don't Mind" lines under your breath, but still try to see if you can hold the last one as long as Maynard does.) Be respectful with your singing, both to yourself and the band; and anyone in earshot. You've got roommates, family, neighbors, whatnot. Be considerate. When you're all washed up and sung out, hang out a bit in the stream of water. Position your body or the showerhead so that the most overworked part of your body takes the brundt of the blast. Or just a spot that want some water on. I usually choose the back of my neck or my shoulders. Hang out anywhere from 10 seconds to 4 or 5 minutes. You deserve it to yourself to slow down and find a moment of peace in such a mundane activity, but don't go crazy. Again, be respectful. Now turn the water off but don't get out of the shower just yet.

Everybody's shower, no matter how extravagant or or meager, drips for about a minute after the water has been turned off. It starts as a trickle, then goes to single drops, the interval between them growing longer until they end entirely. Remember that spot in your palm, the "exact center"? Catch the individual drops right there. Position your hand three or feet below the showerhead and line up your hand so that the drops of water land in that spot. It's nothing phenomenal, mind you. You won't have an orgasm or see God, or anything. It's more of a Zen experience; you've slowed down for a moment and experienced something peacefully simple. Or simply peaceful. Whatever. All I know is that it works for me as a means toward attaining peace, happiness, contentment, and, most importantly, staving off insanity. Take it and use it as you will. Experiment with other body spots, if you'd like. As long as you slow down and take the time, you will be rewarded.

2:42 a.m. - 2003-11-23

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