February 1th, 2007
Wow. February already.
I tried working on my story for a bit today, but to no avail. Probably a good thing I’m not a writer, ’cause I’d starve to death.
I’ve had some interesting thoughts bouncing ’round in my noggin for a few days now. I don’t think they’re quite ready for prime time, so please don’t read this between the hours of 7 and 10 pm. Oh, and the term “interesting” tends o be highly audience-specific, and my audience in my head is primarily me. The other voices talk a lot, but don’t do much listening.
So, conventional wisdom tells us how formative the teen years are. (are supposed to be, anyway. Assuming that one actually forms enough to grow up, which seldom happens). I’ve been thinking that as formative as the teen years can be to the early to mid twenties, the mid to late twenties can be to the rest of your life.
I think that a majority of people figure out sometime in their 20’s that it’s not only entirely possible, but entirely PROBABLE that they’re not, in fact, going to change the world. Adapting one’s dreams from “Guitar Rock God” to “Shmo who pays $100 for bad tickets to see Guitar Rock God” is no easy task.
Planning a grandiose future is really easy when you’re young. I’m not sure if it has more to do with being ignorant as to how the world works, or if it’s just the boundless energy of youth. As many people have (or have not) said before me: It takes a lot of energy to change or save the world, and I need to get to bed because I have to be at work at 8am, and oh shit the car payment is due, and who the hell tried to cook the roast for two hours on “broil?” This also gives me an opportunity to use one of my favorite metaphors: A diet is easy with a full belly.
I never did think I’d make it to 30 and still not have a clue what I want to do when I “grow up.” That one has come out of nowhere (over the last 10 years or so). I guess it doesn’t matter too much, as I never plan to “grow up.” It’s a very relaxing realization. I’ve been observing grownups as far back as I remember, and they really don’t have much fun. It’s always “work this” and “bills that” and “no time.” Sounds quite atrocious, really.
Oh, some side notes: Daniel Radcliffe, of Harry Potter fame is starring in a new production of Equus. I’ve never seen it, but I’d love to. To all those in an uproar because the kid who plays the character in a book is actually growing up and trying to NOT get pigeon holed into being Harry Potter for the rest of his life: Piss off!
And my favorite: Scientists have decided that no matter what Pres. Bush says, there is actually something to this global warming thing. Even better, it’s mankind’s fault, and we can’t do anything to fix it. Super. I’m going to run out and buy a new 5mpg SUV. Woohoo!
But now I’ve composed another disjointed rant. A couple hundred words without really saying anything. Damn I’m good.