There is a lesson to be learned here in this life. Each person has a lesson and each lesson is different, specially catered to that individual. Most don't find the lesson. Most don't know it's there. Some will reflect and others will detect but in the last days of each lesson, a culmination of the reviewed material. A test. Multiple choiceless. No essay. Fill in the blanks? No thanks.
Send me the bill and I'll be on my way.
Tuesday, September 6, 2016
Thursday, May 19, 2016
No title required. Much like the jacket from the Phil Collins classic.
I've not been here for a time and only remembered it when a friend mentioned starting a blog.
Upon reviewing many of my past posts, which are scattered far and between, irrationally and nonsensically, not unlike a tennis ball bouncing unpredictably around on a basketball court, or vice-versa, the thought occurred: "Is it possible I think I'm much smarter than most people?"
The answer is probably yes. I could go into some self-deprecating rant designed to make myself appear humble to the non-masses and single person who will never read this, but I just don't have the energy right now. You'll just have to believe me. Take my word friends, I can shit on myself with the best of them. And the worst.
Anyway, for all the mind numbing genius frothing over the lid of my skull, I have still not mustered the sense to put any of my creative nut to any means of capital. I skulk about, writing sometimes, raving many more, drawing and coloring and making little bits of wall furniture and still I make my bread by working for my father as a completely unenthusiastic land surveyor.
Huzzah.
Better yet, let me just get the fuckins out.
FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Ok, there it is. Alright, that's it it. Yep, nope. Goodnight.
Upon reviewing many of my past posts, which are scattered far and between, irrationally and nonsensically, not unlike a tennis ball bouncing unpredictably around on a basketball court, or vice-versa, the thought occurred: "Is it possible I think I'm much smarter than most people?"
The answer is probably yes. I could go into some self-deprecating rant designed to make myself appear humble to the non-masses and single person who will never read this, but I just don't have the energy right now. You'll just have to believe me. Take my word friends, I can shit on myself with the best of them. And the worst.
Anyway, for all the mind numbing genius frothing over the lid of my skull, I have still not mustered the sense to put any of my creative nut to any means of capital. I skulk about, writing sometimes, raving many more, drawing and coloring and making little bits of wall furniture and still I make my bread by working for my father as a completely unenthusiastic land surveyor.
Huzzah.
Better yet, let me just get the fuckins out.
FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Ok, there it is. Alright, that's it it. Yep, nope. Goodnight.
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