Isn’t it ironic?
What?
You listened to Alanis Morissette all the way through the 1990s, desperate for answers to your deepest life questions, and now, two decades later, she goes and starts a self-help podcast.
I’m not sure that’s ironic, that’s just one event happening after another event.
What, you mean like rain on your wedding day?
Exactly like that. But you needn’t have waited so long. The hit songs of this earnest Canadian singer-songwriter already have all the advice you need, if you only know where to look.
OK. Dear Alanis, how do I distract my guests when I must make emergency adjustments to my too-tight knickers?
“I’ve got one hand in my pocket, and the other one is giving a high five.”
Oh, you’re good, Alanis. What about, I’m having trouble telling my adult children it’s time for them to move out?
“I recommend walking around naked in your living room, yeah. You live, you learn.”
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That’s very helpful. What about the etiquette when the “drunk folk guy” and his mates in the pub start playing the spoons way too loud?
“It’s like ten thousand spoons when all you need is a knife.”
You really have made me feel better, Alanis. It’s like you have an overriding sense of the goodness of the universe unfolding as it should.
“What it all comes down to, my friends, is that everything’s just fine, fine, fine.”
You oughta know, Alanis.