A Day for Boxing

What’s in your box? What box do I mean? Am I asking about a metaphorical box or an actual box-box?

Recently I’ve developed the habit of repeating a word, as in box-box, when I am talking about it in a literal manner to distinguish it from its figurative meanings.

Hopefully I’ll nip this affectation in the bud before it makes me want to punch myself, as in punch-punch.

Speaking of punching, I always hated Punch and Judy… no, that wasn’t what I had intended to say, I was going to tell you about one of the many silly things my mind has done to me.

“When you are done listening to all thirteen sides – because there are thirteen sides to every story – rewind the tapes, put them back in the box, and pass them on to whoever follows your little tale. And you, lucky number thirteen, you can take the tapes straight to hell. Depending on your religion, maybe I’ll see you there.”


― Jay Asher, Thirteen Reasons Why

Why would I share just how stupid I can be when I could so easily not share it, and instead share stuff which makes me appear smart and shit?

But haven’t you noticed how often it happens that when you think you’re being all clever and showing your cleverness off to others, certain that they’ll be as impressed with your intellectual prowess as you are, that you end up looking like an ass.

Maybe that only happens to me, but what about when I think others are asses when they think they’re being oh so intelligent? I suppose that could be because I’m an ass.

Am I being silly or serious? – that’s a question I regularly have to ask myself. Other people often ask that of me too (or at least I’ve imagined them asking it of me so often that I’ve come to believe they’ve actually asked it, but have they?). I don’t ask that enough when it comes to others, and it can get me into such a pickle of misunderstandings.

For some reason I tend to think everyone else is mostly being serious… I guess that’s a box into which I put people. Why?

“Amy Pond: ‘I thought… well, I started to think you were just a madman with a box.’
The Doctor: ‘Amy Pond, there’s something you better understand about me, ’cause it’s important and one day your life may depend on it. [He Smiles] I am definitely a madman with a box.”

― Steven Moffat

Is it because I’m projecting my own seriousness onto them so that I can be the silly one?

Or is it that people regularly transfer their stupidity onto me so that they can be the smart one to my stupid one role?

Is it because playing the fool has gotten me out of a lot of difficult situations with difficult people?

Like that time, which I mentioned in a recent post, when I sang Row Row Row Your Boat over and over really badly and comically until it made my mother laugh and she forgot about that issue with my father which had made her seriously angry and which she was going to take out on me.

Being an idiot can deflect the attacks of the intensely serious… but then again it can also make them choose you as a target because they’re certain they’ll win against you.

Everything has a flip side like a cardboard box. You’ve taped up the top really carefully, but when you lift it up, everything falls out the bottom.

“If the black box flight recorder is never damaged during a plane crash, why isn’t the whole airplane made out of that stuff? ”

― George Carlin

Oh, and that silly thing my mind did to me…

Today is Boxing Day in the UK.

When I was a child I thought that meant that it was the day when everyone put on boxing gloves and punched each other openly, freely, without legal repercussions.

When I got a bit older I thought it was a day to celebrate the sport of boxing. Later on I thought it was when you were expected to pack up Christmas, put all the decorations back in their boxes and put them away. The fun was officially over and done with for the year.

Now I realise that it’s when we reorganise the people in our lives based on how they behaved towards us on Christmas day.

Some people will go back into the same box as always, they’re still the same as usual.

People who have been good to us, gave us nice gifts, made us feel appreciated, kept the holiday happy for us, will go into the good people box.

People who were bad will be returned to the bad people box.

Some may get put into a new box because they’ve changed since the last time we interacted with them.

But how should we label the new box?

Maybe we should put “Fragile” and “Handle with Care” stickers on it as we’re not sure whether the change is a change-change or a temporary seasonally-induced change.

Will they be the resolution or give up on it when they realise it takes a lot of resolve? Will they keep doing it once Santa and the other naughty-nice judges stop watching them, once there’s no immediate reward, once the audience gets bored of the show?

“Unseen in the background, Fate was quietly slipping lead into the boxing-glove.”


― P.G. Wodehouse, Very Good, Jeeves!

Do Punch and Judy keep it going behind the closed curtain, when there’s no one else to see and hear their antics designed to be seen and heard? Does it entertain them to do the same act over and over, to recycle the story? Do they do it for others or for themselves?

Anyway…

I thought I’d do a Boxing Day questionnaire, ask some “box” questions and offer them up to anyone who would like to answer them.

You can pick ‘n’ mix or just answer one or do it all. There aren’t any rules, so do whatever you please.

Your answers can be silly or serious, straightforward or roundabout, literal or figurative, or all of those all at once and leave it to others to decide what’s what.

Or perhaps ignoring this altogether is the practical and smart choice.

“We were young. We were bored. And the old electroshock therapy machine was just under the stairs in a box next to the Hoover.”


― Augusten Burroughs, Running With Scissors

Here’s the Box Q’s:

Life is a box of…. what? Why?

If life is a box of chocolates, what kind of chocolates does your chocolate box have in it?

What tests do people have to pass to be offered a chocolate from your chocolate box?

What tests do other people make you pass to get a chocolate from their chocolate box?

Do you prefer the taste of the chocolates in your box or the taste of the chocolates from the boxes of others?

Do you think other people have a better selection of chocolates in their chocolate box than you do?

Do you love it (yay a kindred spirit!) or hate it (get your hands off what’s mine!) when other people eat your favourite chocolate from an actual chocolate-chocolate box-box?

Do you take the best first or leave the best for last?

Enough with the chocolate box questions…

What is your favourite type of box? Why?

Pandora had a box which she wasn’t supposed to open – What do you think of Pandora?

Do you think what she did was right or wrong?

Would you have been able to do a better job than she did?

Why was Hope boxed in with all of the world’s evils? Hasn’t that ever struck you as odd?

Have you ever opened a box which you wished you hadn’t opened? Why and why?

Do you have a box which you keep firmly shut? Why must it never be opened? Has a Pandora ever opened it?

Enough with Pandora…

Imagine a box into which you’ve put the most precious aspect of yourself for safe-keeping:

What’s inside of your box?

What’s outside of your box?

Do you let others see inside of your box? Why?

And now for something completely not different…

You’ve been placed in a box:

What is your box? Penalty, Juke, Strong, Idiot, Ballot, In, Out, Idea, Brain, Donations, Fuse, Beat, Puzzle, or something else?

Why is that your box?

Do you prefer to think outside of the box or inside of the box? Why?

Do you prefer people who think inside or outside of the box? Why?

Do you box people in?

Do other people box you in?

What or who gets you out of the box like Jack?

Are you Schrodinger’s cat or Schrodinger? Why did you pick the answer you picked?

Let’s play favourites…

What’s the most recent film or TV show you’ve watched on the box? Does it tick your boxes? Why?

What’s your favourite song with “box” in the title or lyrics?

What’s your favourite “box” quote? Why?

Which was your favourite “box” question and which was your least favourite “box” question? Why?

That’s it…

Over to you!

The Great Presidential Puzzle 1880


Featured image is Black Box by Ruben Cukier

16 thoughts on “A Day for Boxing

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  1. “When I was a child I thought that meant that it was the day when everyone put on boxing gloves and punched each other openly, freely, without legal repercussions.” – I still think this should be an actual holiday.

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      1. This is so funny, but I wrote a post before I got your response about how Boxing Day could be like the Purge, only people get to live to box another day. You just hit each other a lot. Not that I want to hit a lot of people, but you know, there’s a few. Um, anyway, yay for thinking the same weird things!

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  2. There are a shit ton of questions here. And I talk too much. But your boxing thingy reminds me to put up my boxing poster I made yesterday! Haha! (It’s the 27th today, almost 7am)

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  3. When it finally began to dawn on me that it wasn’t nice to actually box people (as in placing people in labelled boxes) because I didn’t like it either is when I actually started to grow up, I think. 😉 So, if I’m in a box, I always start to leak out of it. Any box I’m in is crowded. 😉 But then again, playing with the empty present boxes on Christmas was the best part.

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  4. Hoisted by his own petard is the phrase for you! For those occasion when your think you are being so smart and it goes wrong – when I do this I take charge and shout ‘hoisted’ when I realise Ive made a mistake.

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    1. Thank you, Tim Willow 🙂 (why do I suddenly have a song from the Mikado playing in my head!?!)

      That’s great advice, and exceedingly clever of you, but I think I’ll have to pass on dealing with cunning plans gone awry with erudite shouts as my mind gets things muddled rather easily and I’d end up shouting “foisted” and so the mistake would turn into a rigmarole of errors. I’ll stick with screaming “I’m melting” instead.

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    1. Thank you very much, Scherezade, YAY! 😀 I’m looking forward to seeing what you do!

      Ha! I guess it is two christmases, mostly the day after is to give us time to get over the excesses of the day before and maybe do a little bit more before carrying on keeping calm 😉

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