How You Can Be Cool

A “Genuine High-5″ should be completely spontaneous.  It should explode!  One only occurs when both participants are so overcome by the emotion of the moment that they have no recourse but to allow their arms and hands to erupt in a glorious collision of celebration. Your palm should sting a little.

There is no aiming, no watching the other person’s elbow.  If there is even the slightest hesitation the High-5 will feel forced, awkward and sad, like the participation ribbon at an elementary school Sports Day.

They are extremely rare, but oh so cool.  You’ve probably only been involved in, at best, 5 or 6 GH5’s in your whole life.  A Genuine High-5 only occurs when the conditions are absolutely right, when there is a perfect storm of passion, luck, accomplishment and euphoria.  Beautiful and awesome at the same time.  Like seeing the Aurora Borealis from the cockpit of a Russian MIG fighter jet.

Whether it’s snowboarding, bungee jumping, pole vaulting, or just bouncing on a trampoline, catching big air when you jump is a sure-fire way to impress your friends and make you look cool.

There has always been direct relation between how much height you can get and  how cool you are.  Michael Jordan revolutionized basketball, not because of his competitiveness or his ability to make the players around him better, but because he was one of the first to play the game above the rim.  He brought extreme style to extreme jumping.

For thousands of years, man has longed to soar freely through the air but has been clumsily bound to the ground by the shackles of flightlessness.  Those who are able to break free of these shackles, if only for a moment, are the one’s we truly admire.

Ask any lady what she would rather do on a date: go to some cave underground or soar around the city by air?  It is for this reason that Superman will always have better game then Batman.  You see, it’s not about having the hot car.  It’s about being able to fly.

Understand this:  I’m not knocking origami.  Beautifully crafted miniature animals created out of fine decorative paper.  Pretty little things for your coffee table or bookshelf.  An incredible display of form.

If you’re looking for the true triumph of both form and function, however, nothing beats the paper airplane!  With it’s graceful flight and streamlined design, a well made “Foolscap Flyer” is a marvel to behold.

It defies all logic.  A sheet of paper simply should not be able fly like that, and yet, with enough practice and just the precise number of folds, your plane can make a mockery of this petty thing called gravity.  After witnessing it dare to soar to such fantastic heights, your friends will all clamor, “Hey, let me have a try?!”

And remember, before there was e-mail, MSN, texting, facebook, or twitter, the only way you could get a message to your friend across the classroom was with a well thrown paper airplane.

You know the story.  You’re walking along, minding your own business when suddenly a tourist asks you to take a photo of them in front of a steam-clock or something.  They’ve picked you out of the crowd for being trustworthy enough not to run off with their camera so you’re now faced with a big responsibility, and a perfect opportunity for cool.  Remember these 3 rules:

1) Know something about digital cameras.  Nothing undercuts your cool like uttering the phrase, “Where’s the zoom on this thing?” or “Is the flash on?”

2) Know something about photography.  This means you have some sense of framing and lighting.  Create for them a better photo then they could have taken themselves, and, most importantly…

3) Know something about people.  The only thing people care about in their photos is that they themselves look good.  Mentally rate your subject.  If they are a 6 in real life then they damn well better be at least a 6 in the picture.  If not, that’s when you utter the phrase, “One more for safety”.  Now, if you can make a 6 look like and 8, you’re not just playing cool, you’re playing God.

Eating the turkey is delicious, but carving the turkey is gross.  It’s bony and greasy and it slides around.  It’s doesn’t cut straight, it’s rubbery and usually it’s steaming hot.  But damn it, it needs to be done.

The carving of the turkey is the final peg in an enormous military-like operation of timing, precision and display.  The potatoes have just been mashed, the stuffing is being put in pots and the cranberry sauce is on the table.  The meal is moments away and, for everything to sync up properly, the toughest job, the carve, needs to be carried out quickly and efficiently.  That’s where you come in.

In the clan’s eyes, you will be the Messiah of the Meal.  As you place those perfectly cut slices down on the table, everyone will forget that you sat around all day drinking beer and watching football.

(in the cadence of Dr. Seuss)

Speaking in rhyme is a skill that’s as old as that time long ago when first stories were told.

Poets and Criers and Bards used the style to dazzle their listeners and make people smile.

The tradition caught on, it’s been used like crazy, from Shakespeare to Keats to Whitman to Jay-Z.

As children it helped us to learn things in school and now that we’re grown it just sounds oh so cool.

But what truly we love when we hear someone rhyme is the magical way that they wrap up each line.

Remember that scene in Crocodile Dundee when he hypnotizes the water buffalo?  That was awesome.

Whether you’re soothing a barking dog or calming a spooked horse, when you put an animal at ease, you put people at ease.  That’s cool.  Especially if you do it by whispering in it’s ear or gently stroking it’s head.  You should try to make it look like you’re using some kind of Voodoo/Dr. Doolitle ninja trick.

At the end of the day, being “good” with animals is like being “good” with children.  It won’t make you rich or famous, but it looks classy and it makes women melt.

Whether you’re in a flea market, a car lot, or Mexico, you need to be able to haggle.  We all have one friend who isn’t afraid to disagree with an item’s “suggested” cost.  That’s the friend we bring with us to the craft fair.  We love that friend.

Look, haggling is a sport.  It’s not about getting the best price, it’s about playing the game with flair.  At the end of a good session, both parties should feel invigorated.

Sure, it can be intimidating, but remember that since the dawn of man our entire economy has been based on this negotiated give and take  (spices for livestock,  glass beads for Manhattan Island, dinner and a movie for sex).  The entire notion of a set listed price is counter to human nature.

P.S.: It’s bad form to start bargaining if you don’t actually intend to purchase, but, if the vendor doesn’t want to play properly, you need to be able to walk away.  You’re setting the tone for the next haggler.

Look, the greatest trick the Devil ever pulled was convincing the world he didn’t exist, but, if you can pick up on other people’s film references, you may be able to rival the Devil in sheer “cool”.  CAN YOU DIG IT??!!

It may seem Inconceivable!!!, but there is a powerful respect and awe that is formed when two people recognize that they share a common movie lexicon.  So powerful, sometimes,  that it may  go to 11.

I realize that nobody puts Baby in a corner.  

I’m not suggesting that all Jedi had was a bunch of muppets.  

I never said that I wanted to meet interesting and stimulating people of an ancient culture, and kill them.  

But, if you’ll agree that you can’t fight in here, this is the War Room, and that what I love about these high school girls, man, is that I get older and they stay the same age, then I must finish by telling you that I have one simple request, and that is to have sharks with frickin’ laser beams attached to their heads.

But how do you offer one without seeming creepy?   The trick is not to ask for permission but to just tell them you’re going to dole one out.  ”You look tense.  Here, I’m going to give you massage.”   Remember, everyone wants a neck massage.  Everyone.

It doesn’t need to take a long time, it just needs to be effective.  Commit to it for 3 minutes.  Use a controlled variety of kneading, pulling and tapping techniques.  If done properly, it should make your recipient feel slightly drowsy. If you’ve done a really good job, they will have drooled a little.

When they turn around afterwards, stare at you with glazed over eyes and say “Thank you”, what they’re really saying is “Wow!”  

Wow is the word most often used to describe cool people.

The perfect accessory for loitering.  

You’re leaning against the lamp post, zipping it down and up, down and up, down and up, down and AROUND THE WORLD, WALK THE DOG, CATS CRADLE,  GUILLOTINE, TRAPEZE, RIPCORD, TETHERED  TODDLER, BUCKET O’ CLAY and up, down and up, down and up.  Your not even trying to be cool but the yo-yo just can’t help itself.    

One part Filipino weapon, one part West Side Story prop, the yo-yo is the very essence of “just hanging out”.

Ok, here’s the game:  You need to get from the front steps of the courthouse to the parking lot.  You can only walk on rails, fire hydrants, large rocks and the edge of the fountain.  The ground is lava.  Only the coolest shall survive.

Remember, it was Daniel San’s incredible balance, despite his leg injury, that allowed him to deliver the mighty Crane kick against Johnny in the All Valley Karate Tournament that led to the defeat of the Cobra Kai.

Remember when you were a kid and you were at your friend’s pool party and your friend’s older brother (who was in high-school) came home and practically emptied the pool with a seismic cannonball?  Yeah….that kid’s older brother was cool.

The perfect cannonball should hurt a little.  You should go momentarily deaf as the water vacuums back against the sides of your head, effectively boxing your ears.  Your sinuses should sting as you swallow chlorinated water through your nose.  You should become briefly disoriented at the bottom of the pool.

But, if you’ve performed this cannonball correctly, everyone sitting within at least 3 meters of the pool’s edge should get wet.  Sure, some of the tanners might complain for a moment or two, but you tell them, “Hey, that’s just my way of letting you know it’s time to turn over.  You’re looking kinda red.”

The grill-master is easily the coolest guy in the backyard.  The barbecue is what brings the party together and he who man’s it is it’s nucleus .

Even if all the cutting and marinating have been done by someone else, the Bar-B-King is given all the credit for making food delicious.

Take advice from no one.  Always give the impression that you know exactly what you’re doing.  The trick is to  make people believe that working the spit is a job of such complex delicacy that only a chosen one can complete it.  The Messiah of the Meat. 

Remember, he who controls the fire, controls the food.  He who controls the food, controls the tribe.

Get your hands on a Magnum or Methuselah, stay away from the Cleanskin and make sure you always use a Drip Dickey.  Just try not to be a Cork Dork about it all.

Knowing something about wine can be a gateway to cool.  Picture this:

You sit at the head of a 20 person table in a fancy restaurant.  The waiter approaches and corks a bottle of Antinori Solaia Cabernet Sauvignon 2005.  He pours you a small amount to test.  You pick up the glass and you see, swirl, sniff and sip.  There is a collective gasp of anticipation as your party awaits your verdict.  ”TAKE IT BACK!” you bellow, unsatisfied.  Your friends are grateful to have a connoisseur in their midsts and you are the coolest person in the room, although maybe not in the eyes of the waiter.

You only need one.

No complicated props.  At most a coin or a deck of cards.  It’s especially cool if you can gracefully slide into it without anyone realizing what you’re about to do.  You get the maximum “Wow” effect that way.

We all want to believe.

(Only if you’re good)

You’ve just got so much music inside you you have to share it with the world!! 

We love spontaneous live music, it becomes the soundtrack to our day.  We will stop and listen.  Let us.  Basque in our applause and admiration.  Take the odd request.

Whatever you do, resist the temptation to put your instrument case down in front of you.  The last thing we want is some busker suddenly guilting us out of $5.  Not cool.