Yes, I’m here. No, I’m not going away. Who told you that?
Anyway, let me welcome you all aboard this one way ride into oblivion. Please have your tickets ready. Boarding will commence at any moment. Unless you have special needs, you are required to accept your seating assignment.
Boarding will start with our first class readers. They will receive a free meal and a sleeping pill. Then we will start boarding the rest of you. You will not be given any options at all except the dubious pleasure of staying awake to the very end.
Hey, Friday! LTNS !
What are you on about? I was here a week ago, remember?
Oh, yes…so you were. I had kind of forgotten that.
How do you forget me, Friday – the day of all days?! I mean, I could understand you forgetting Monday…but me? I’m offended.
I’m sorry. All days are kind of the same to me lately.
What a lame excuse. I’m not even sure it is an excuse. Is it?
Kind of…I guess.
Geeez, you better get your act together. Like yesterday.
If you think I seemed angry in my last post, let me assure you that you do not have to believe everything I write. I’m not always being serious. Sometimes I try to be funny.
Sometimes that being funny doesn’t really come across the way I intended but nevertheless, funny is what it’s supposed to be. At least some kind of funny.
Maybe not your kind, but hey, I’m the writer here and what I say goes. Love it or leave it. Your choice.
This probably sounds rather harsh, so I think I’ll have to write something even more positive before I get stamped as being a very grumpy old fart. Not that it wouldn’t be true. I am in fact rather old and most of my life I’ve been asked why I’m so angry just because I seldom laugh or smile in public.
What was the topic again? What do you mean you don’t know? I should know? Well, I don’t know.
Doesn’t help. Not always. Thinking about it is sometimes only a way to make it worse.
What “it” is? It can be whatever you want it to be. That’s the beauty of this post, the text can be about anything you want. By writing it this way, everyone can read and think that this really relates to me when it really is a text that could relate to anyone or anything while at the same time not relate to anything at all.
However, writing a post like the one described above is a pretty pointless task. On the other hand, writing such a post is simple. All that needs to be done is to type one word after another and form sentences. The rest is easy.
If you, the reader, appreciate this kind of text is another matter. Maybe you will think of reading this as a waste of your valuable time and leave this blog in anger, never to return as long as you live. Or perhaps you will think that the author has gone bananas and need to be locked away at some remote mental institution. Either way, I win.
Why do I win, you all ask. Because, no matter what you think about this piece of writing I got you to read it all the way to the bitter end.
What do you mean?
It would really help me to understand if you could perhaps elaborate a bit more?
Right now I have no idea what you are trying to say.
Is that all you can say?
Comedian Louis C.K. performs for servicemembers at the Zone 6 Morale, Welfare and Recreation Stage during the Sergeant Major of the Army Hope and Freedom Tour 2008, Camp Arifjan Kuwait, Dec. 18, 2008. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
Lately, I’ve been watching a lot of episodes of the show Louie (starring the comedian Louis CK).
Somehow I find myself laughing at situations and jokes I didn’t imagine I would ever find funny. Is this a sign my increasing immaturity or is it a sign of the opposite? I’m not sure. All I’m sure of is that I like the show.
Perhaps I like it because I can relate to it in some ways. Or rather in a lot of ways. The feelings of awkwardness, embarrassment and failure in dealing with members of the opposite sex being the most obvious.
What I can’t relate to at all is the almost constant swearing. However, I don’t mind listening to it, I just don’t do it myself. Not a lot. And at least not in front of other people.
Be funny? Yes, I should, it would be so good right now. To just tell a few jokes and laugh it up. Shake everything that troubles me. Be a smiling comedian. No one likes the tears of a clown anyway.
Part of me would like to be funny and meet the world with a joke and a laugh. Not be worried or sad. Never angry or confused. Always light of heart and mind. Can’t do it though. Wouldn’t be me.
However, I do worry that my blog will become very boring if I don’t find something better to write than my thoughts at the moment.