Randomness has stuck...

I don’t particularly find myself procrastinating on purpose, mind you.  I think it’s more on an unconscious level to put off the unknown.  I see this blog as a temporary experiment and I am unsure of the outcome.  I don’t really like putting my feet forward into what I consider to be quicksand, much like how I see this blog, as we all know; the harder you struggle in quicksand, the faster you sink.  I’m not fond of failures but I suppose this leads me back into the precipice you can’t succeed if you don’t try.  After all, isn’t success a failed failure?

It appears my ordinary life has taken to a change in direction; whether this is permanent or only temporary, I am unsure of at this juncture.   I have started in a new-ish direction and find myself meandering slowly down it, rather than running full sprint at it.  The proverbial dragging of one’s feet is done in more ways than one; ironic, isn’t it?  It’s not necessarily procrastination, just a put off of the inevitable.  The problem with things, not just the inevitable; is that they have a funny way of catching up to you when you least expect it, when you least want it and in ways you never even considered.

Life has a funny way of attaching its own ball and chain, although; in some cases, it might as well be a choker collar and a retracting leash.  I think life finds it amusing to let us run so far towards something we want, only to press a button to find us yanked backwards, and potentially, slam our asses to the ground while we lay there gasping for breath.  I can’t help but think that the amusement is endless because we are the definition of insanity; doing the same repetitious action and expecting different results.  However, I am not entirely sure if that is the definition of insanity or stupidity.

Which puts me at odds with myself, I don’t think humans by nature are stupid; except for those not-so-rare occasions where I’m proven wrong.  In those incidents, I am forced into two situations I’m not a fan of.  I do find both very effective at handling the circumstance perfectly.  In one scenario, I simply nod at the offending person and back away, very slowly.  I would like to add that this also works beautifully for crazy people, although having a cookie in your arsenal is to your added benefit.  The other method is slightly trickier and harder to pull off as it requires lightning fast reflexes and some experience with parkour; but hey, if you’re into that sort of thing, more power to you.

I leave you with these haphazard meanderings and self muses.   Enjoy!

The Opener...

Today began like any ordinary day, I suppose.  I woke to an empty day stretching out before me; nothing in mind to waste my time on, nothing to occupy my thoughts, nothing to inspire or incite any kind of reaction that would be noteworthy on any kind of level.  It is like any other day in my non-radar bleeping existence.  How very exciting, right?  It is the epiphany of any under-achiever out there roaming the world.  It was all going as planned; do nothing until necessity struck.  Or, at least, it was…

Enter, stage left, my rather obnoxious room-mate.  Conversations with him can range from amusing to exasperating to dull to annoying to irritating.  I, especially, love his money making rants.  He’s always got these ideas on how to make more money that take little to no effort on his part at all.  I do believe that any real money making scheme (whether real or fictional) takes a bit of time and effort, maybe some elbow grease as well.  However, that’s my opinion, which doesn’t seem to reach those deep recesses of his mind that only he has access to.

His newest idea of money making is to start blogging and have ads placed on it.  Granted; it is the hype of the internet right now.  Uninspired, do nothing, get nowhere nobodies are making money by having this idea to write blogs based on rants; fact, fiction, flights of fancy, just straight up bullshit; or, maybe somewhere smack dab in the middle of them all.  It’s like taking careful aim at a target and using buckshot; why not?  It’ll hit the target and everything else within a radius; just in case you miss, you still hit the damned target, somewhere.

The biggest issue I see with blogging is topics, or maybe, lack thereof.  I see everyone harping on the same topics over and over again, of course, putting their own spin on things.  Whatever happened to originality?  Has that been lost in the sea of monotonous reality of society?  Conform or be denied?  Ostracized?  It’s an interesting theory, really, the hive mentality of it all.   Shun the non-believer and some such shenanigans.  Where is the challenge in this?  I mean, there has to be more than one person bored with it all.

He has this weird belief that I might produce something of value; something that would get the attention of web-goers alike.  I wonder what savvy words this internet wise sage has to offer for the general populace to discover, inspect, dissect and digest?  I’m not sure, but I leave you with the expulsion that is here now.  Enjoy!

Today may have started like an ordinary day… but here you and I are… it did not end ordinarily.