Archive for May 2009
the answer is…
fuckin’ pie. there ya go, kids. it’s fuckin’ pie. not cake, but pie.
once again, if anyone is following, i’m back to meditate on the meaningless drivel that is this great life we all live. with thoughts meandering through this gruesome carapace-covered lump of soggy fat some might call a brain. i suppose that’s what i call it too. when it’s not taunting me.
where’ve i been? where am i going? does it matter? does anyone care? all questions. all going to be unanswered. because if Lost has taught us anything, it’s best to keep people in the dark. i suppose that goes for the political world too. just know that every time i had something resembling an inkling of a worthwhile thought, just as quickly i crumpled it up and figuratively discarded it into the abyss that is forgetting.
so while i’m granted the gift of a certain literary eloquence, i’m going to ask an important question. where, oh where- did all the team players go? is it just me now? did i miss the meeting where we said “hey. let’s discard this notion of anything resembling selflessness.” i probably did. i think House was on that night.
traffic patterns are an excellent example. you can merge into a lane at the last minute, relying on a Blanche DuBois notion of some stranger inflicting his kindness on you; or you can think ahead and merge two miles before during an opening that bothers no one. my 40 minutes in traffic today was certainly anecdotal evidence of the former. let’s all merge at once. in fact, let’s merge at the exact point where three lanes happen to come together. while i talk on my cell phone and swerve in front of people in my urban assault vehicle. victory, i say. pure victory.
oh how i wish i could be absent from that. i’ve been absent from so many other things lately. just not the right ones.
