2006-10-06 - 4:40 p.m.
Y’know, I’m almost shy of writing up in here now. The thing is, I don’t wanna end up sounding like an old curmudgeon. Though, I probably am one.
I’ve said it before, what I don’t want to do, is only write about the things that bug me (like the sound of voice students practicing right across from the smokers’ gulag, lalalalala), or put into words my most self-pitying moments. Or spew long rants about politics (about which I really know very little).
How do you provoke a positive response? How do you stay positive without being false, to yourself, and to others? I mean, c’mon, I split from The Family because of all that “stay in the spirit” crap.
I mean, it’s tedious to spend all your time talking about what you don’t like, right? Right, Mr. Spiggott?
But then if I talk about what I do like, then I sound all goofy and warm and fuzzy. It’s bad for my menacing image.
That’s right, I’m ugly as sin, I look like a serial killer (at least that’s what they say), but really, I’m all about cute. Yup. Kittens, and baby squirrels, goatlets and foals. Sunsets and pine tree covered mountain sides, back rubs and holding hands. I choke up at the sad parts in movies and TV.
Ewwwww! (I know) WTF!?
Anyways. Last night we (M & J & J & me) had the first of, what I hope is, many Lost viewing parties. We drank beer and wine, and I played stupid songs from my iTunes collection. We gossiped about work and razzed each other. We watched the couple of Lost overview and update shows I Tivo’d. Then we got down to business and watched the show, happily fast-forwarding through the commercials.
Then we watched My Name Is Earl and The Office.
A good time was had by all. Binny even came out of hiding to hang out with us.
Uh huh. So, yeah, that’s positive, right? Not Binny, but the whole thing. Well, Binny IS a positive thing, but I didn’t mean Binny when I said “that’s”…
Whatever.
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So, how do you like them apples?