Wake up every morning and tell yourself to live life to the fullest. You get in your gas-saving economy-friendly car and head off to your 9 to 5 job at 26 miles to the gallon. (Today, I'm going to live life to the fullest.) Did I leave the coffee-maker on, feed the pets, turn off the iron? I guess. Yay, I've arrived to a big concrete block with a sign you can barely read and a couple of windows that can resist up to 200mph winds! I can't wait! Into the cubicle which management refers to as your house, temple, space. Turn your radio on to a family-friendly channel at a decibel level which does not disturb the other busy bees. Crunch numbers, finish reports, make a few "friendly" phone calls to others who wouldn't remember your name the second you hang up.
Reminders: -buy spaghetti noodles -buy pet food -body soap (lever 2000, for all your 2000 body parts) -oh yeah, live life to the fullest.
5 o'clock, time to go. Back into the batmobile which barely shoots any flame out the back thanks to rising gas prices. Oooh, payday tomorrow. Finally able to afford the last beautifully crafted piece of Scandinavian furniture that will complete the collection, complete life. Of course this is life, you'd have loved to go to that certain third-world country on late-late-night t.v. to offer aid to the sick kids, but you'd never be able to afford it after buying the mini-van with automatic opening doors and a fold down dvd player. I NEED IT. I need it with leather seats, I need it super-sized, I need the deluxe package, I need an extra five bedrooms for me and my wife (no joke, just the two of us and a dog...a small dog). I need it to be perfect, to be happy, to be complete, to be worth something.
Realize the American Dream. Work makes you free. Live in it and die in it for the 80+ years that your conscious mind hopes to survive. Conform, tread lightly, follow directions, read on the lines, look before you jump...or at least think seriously of how jumping might affect your credit score of 720.
Live life to the fullest........now get up and go to work.
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
IN LOVE...
A young girl in school is sure she's found the one. She can't wait for her first time. A wedding doesn't seem that far away, but she can wait. It will be worth it.
A young man in school is not sure if she's the one. He can't wait for his first time. The prom is only a week away. It will be worth it.
A woman has gone through eight husbands. She convinces herself that the next one will be "the one". She falls asleep....and never wakes up.
A corporate executive officer works late nights. Over time he falls in love with the cleaning lady. He buys her flowers every Friday. She doesn't speak English very well, but is able to tell him that she is very much in love with her husband of twelve years.
A successful adult film star takes pictures of elderly couples in her spare time. She keeps the pictures in an album next to her on her bed. It takes up space which has been vacant for as long as she can remember.
A couple get into a huge argument. They reconcile an hour later....and their relationship has never been stronger.
A girl can no longer count her past boyfriends on two hands. She wakes up to realize that her first was the one she'd always wanted. She calls him up the next day........he's married with two kids.
A couple has been together for fifteen years. They wake up every morning to unfamiliar faces.
A man and woman married knowing they could never have children.......they're celebrating their 50th anniversary tomorrow.
A tall blond girl has been dating her model boyfriend for quite some time. She cheats on him every Wednesday. He cheats on her every Tuesday.......They're getting married in a couple of months.
A girl has set strict standards for her soul mate. Many have come close, but none have fit the full criteria........She's turning 50 next month.
An exotic dancer is convinced beyond any doubt that men are pigs. She was on stage the other night and met a guy who was a true gentleman. Despite the setting, they talked all night. She was deeply taken by him. She doesn't know it.........but she will never meet him again.
A husband and wife of 52 years go on a road trip..........they're never seen again.
A boy and girl become best friends in elementary school. They lose touch throughout college, but find each other years later. They marry and have three children. They've never been happier.
A young man in school is not sure if she's the one. He can't wait for his first time. The prom is only a week away. It will be worth it.
A woman has gone through eight husbands. She convinces herself that the next one will be "the one". She falls asleep....and never wakes up.
A corporate executive officer works late nights. Over time he falls in love with the cleaning lady. He buys her flowers every Friday. She doesn't speak English very well, but is able to tell him that she is very much in love with her husband of twelve years.
A successful adult film star takes pictures of elderly couples in her spare time. She keeps the pictures in an album next to her on her bed. It takes up space which has been vacant for as long as she can remember.
A couple get into a huge argument. They reconcile an hour later....and their relationship has never been stronger.
A girl can no longer count her past boyfriends on two hands. She wakes up to realize that her first was the one she'd always wanted. She calls him up the next day........he's married with two kids.
A couple has been together for fifteen years. They wake up every morning to unfamiliar faces.
A man and woman married knowing they could never have children.......they're celebrating their 50th anniversary tomorrow.
A tall blond girl has been dating her model boyfriend for quite some time. She cheats on him every Wednesday. He cheats on her every Tuesday.......They're getting married in a couple of months.
A girl has set strict standards for her soul mate. Many have come close, but none have fit the full criteria........She's turning 50 next month.
An exotic dancer is convinced beyond any doubt that men are pigs. She was on stage the other night and met a guy who was a true gentleman. Despite the setting, they talked all night. She was deeply taken by him. She doesn't know it.........but she will never meet him again.
A husband and wife of 52 years go on a road trip..........they're never seen again.
A boy and girl become best friends in elementary school. They lose touch throughout college, but find each other years later. They marry and have three children. They've never been happier.
5 Second Wisdom...
I say "Hello again Mr. Patrick. Always nice to see you out and about."
He says "How you doin' young man....... What do you know?"
I say "Hmm. What do I know? .....Everything."
He says "I have the same problem."
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Beautiful things witnessed today:
-A mother holding her little boy's hand on the curb of a busy highway.
-An old man walking like he's dancing.
He says "How you doin' young man....... What do you know?"
I say "Hmm. What do I know? .....Everything."
He says "I have the same problem."
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Beautiful things witnessed today:
-A mother holding her little boy's hand on the curb of a busy highway.
-An old man walking like he's dancing.
Hell hath no fury like a woman's corn...
You wake to a perfect life. Perfect house, perfect family, perfect everything........perfect.
It takes only one trip to outer space until you find yourself in a dirty ol' rent-a-car ready to kill in the name of space love. You didn't get what you wanted so you put on a wig, trench coat, dark sunglasses and a space diaper ready to fuck shit up. Lisa Nowak wants revenge on that pretty earth-bound bitch who turned her world right-side up. She stole the man of her space dreams. The man who she had fallen in love with in zero gravity conditions. The only man she felt would ever understand what she has gone through.
So after driving 900+ miles to assault her space lover's new girlfriend with an economy size bottle of mace, what now? She finds that she has fallen off the fuzzy gray line between black and white. Reality kicks in and she finds herself in a 5'x8' jail cell with a 300 pound tattoo-sporting black woman named Laquanda.
Oh the things we do for love....
I can only admire stories like Lisa Nowak's. First off, you can't write shit like that. Second, that pretty much makes everything I do seem normal to the average person.
I only find myself improving on my design as the days fly slowly by. Such craziness is required to bring new thoughts to light......not to say I'm gonna pull a Lisa Nowak, but you get what I'm saying. One must shatter the mold to expand the mind. Find that hidden flavor and turn your world upside down.
I took a trip out to corn country and there a self-loathing and self-proclaimed crazy bitch lit my fuse of positivity. My mind takes off to the stars at the speed of thought. She is the vessel that has carried me off to a place where the sun is sure to rise the next day. Through her I have learned more about myself and the way my mysterious mind works. She is that extra fuel that carries me on the road to self-discovery, enlightenment and utopia. She shined the positive light on me and showed me the worst of myself. From that I have found the best of the best. Naturally one-sided balance towards the good, the great, and the positive. I have picked up some extra tools on her account that will help me fight the good fight. Funny shit, I know. True.
So to my funny little former friends for which I always blame; fate, destiny, and karma....fuck you. Charles is in control.
Just thought I'd share that.
Dedicated to Lisa Nowak. Serving time for a passionate and crazy-ass space crime. Hang in there mama, Charles hears you.
Don't steal my shit,
Your Boy Charles
It takes only one trip to outer space until you find yourself in a dirty ol' rent-a-car ready to kill in the name of space love. You didn't get what you wanted so you put on a wig, trench coat, dark sunglasses and a space diaper ready to fuck shit up. Lisa Nowak wants revenge on that pretty earth-bound bitch who turned her world right-side up. She stole the man of her space dreams. The man who she had fallen in love with in zero gravity conditions. The only man she felt would ever understand what she has gone through.
So after driving 900+ miles to assault her space lover's new girlfriend with an economy size bottle of mace, what now? She finds that she has fallen off the fuzzy gray line between black and white. Reality kicks in and she finds herself in a 5'x8' jail cell with a 300 pound tattoo-sporting black woman named Laquanda.
Oh the things we do for love....
I can only admire stories like Lisa Nowak's. First off, you can't write shit like that. Second, that pretty much makes everything I do seem normal to the average person.
I only find myself improving on my design as the days fly slowly by. Such craziness is required to bring new thoughts to light......not to say I'm gonna pull a Lisa Nowak, but you get what I'm saying. One must shatter the mold to expand the mind. Find that hidden flavor and turn your world upside down.
I took a trip out to corn country and there a self-loathing and self-proclaimed crazy bitch lit my fuse of positivity. My mind takes off to the stars at the speed of thought. She is the vessel that has carried me off to a place where the sun is sure to rise the next day. Through her I have learned more about myself and the way my mysterious mind works. She is that extra fuel that carries me on the road to self-discovery, enlightenment and utopia. She shined the positive light on me and showed me the worst of myself. From that I have found the best of the best. Naturally one-sided balance towards the good, the great, and the positive. I have picked up some extra tools on her account that will help me fight the good fight. Funny shit, I know. True.
So to my funny little former friends for which I always blame; fate, destiny, and karma....fuck you. Charles is in control.
Just thought I'd share that.
Dedicated to Lisa Nowak. Serving time for a passionate and crazy-ass space crime. Hang in there mama, Charles hears you.
Don't steal my shit,
Your Boy Charles
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