A friend of mine knew a guy from the Isle of Man. The isle is off the coast of Great Britain somewhere. I’ve never been to the Isle of Man. (Somebody’s gotta run this blog!) I’d like to go there and explore the Isle of Man caves. I’m guessing this is where the man cave concept originated…
But yeah, the Isle of Man man my friend knew (Man from Man?) apparently came here for a while but went back to the Isle of Man. Maybe he couldn’t blend in with normal society. He was a man among boys…
When I was in high school, our choir sang a song called “No Man is an Island”. Maybe some of you remember it. You don’t hear it any more. I think it failed the test of time. I bet some smart kid called out the choir director and asked, “What about the Isle of Man? That man is an island, or at least he has an island.” I bet the guy who wrote the song never heard of the Isle of Man…
If I owned a pharmacy, I would, in honor of The Isle of Man, name my men’s section (deodorant, shaving cream, beard colorants) The Aisle of Man. Yeah. If I ever own a pharmacy Isle do that…