“And Knowing Is (Apparently) Half The Battle…”
Well, the week has come and gone, and I for one am hoping that this next week will find me running around without looking like I’m some chicken that got its head lobbed off. Some of you out there may be asking, if not threatening to break my door down and demanding to know where I have been.
The short of it is, apparently this week I decided to start finding purpose and make a decent attempt at long-range planning for my future. This will also establish a chance at a decent chance to then plan for the future Mel and I shall share. And yes, I do want her to be included in making these plans. At the moment, I’ve been doing my best to make necessary arrangements, so that her arrival here will be as stress-free as possible.
I’m not really in the mood to discuss at length what this week has entailed, simply because it’s all basic planning, and I can only know if I’ve truly succeeded 2-3 weeks down the road. I’d as soon share good news with friends and whatever complete strangers have been directed to this little bit of nowhere. Good news is always much friendlier than high hopes dashed to pieces at a later date…unless it gets you a lot of free sympathy drinks from everyone. Silver lining, silver lining.
Yet I am not about to leave everyone without some words that might be construed as wisdom. So here you go:
This Week’s Lessons.
--sometimes determination will get you through the day. Other times, the day winds up sitting on your sheer determination and squishes it, and doesn’t even have the courtesy to notice.
--rabbits are actually quite carnivorous, as the base of my left palm can attest to.
--at random times in your life, you may get a knock on the door and be given by some strange, near-disembodied hand a free can of Root Beer you never even asked for or implied that you wanted. It is thusly counter-productive to argue with the hand.
--Shih-tzu’s get quite excited whenever you make Wookie noises in front of them
--never EVER get a money order from a Canadian bank, unless you enjoy paying the ridiculously high fees for such a transaction. (price of an Age of Majority card: $15. Price the bank charges to get that $15 converted into a money order: $7.50. And I quote myself: “Whaaaa?”)
--I still can’t dance
--a Microsoft Word spellchecker does not recognize ‘
manticore’ as being a valid word. Unless, of course, I was trying to spell ‘
manicure’ instead.
--people actually seem to wonder, not to mention care, that I’ve seemingly vanished off the face of the planet
--at random times in your life, you may get a knock on the door and be given by some strange, near-disembodied hand a free package of chocolate-covered mint wafers you never even asked for or implied that you wanted. Once again, it is counter-productive to argue with the hand.
--despite being computer-generated, Gollum has given arguably the best victory speech in all of recorded history. (as seen on the MTV 2003 Movie Awards)
--Email Pron-Spam still hasn’t evolved in my online absence, and for that I am truly grateful
--parents have the habit of turning around and completely surprising you. That’s still not necessarily a good thing sometimes….
--when the week is over, nothing relaxes you quite so well as a knock at your door, and some strange, disembodied hand giving you a large Mudslide you never even asked for or implied you wanted. Now is certainly not the time to argue with the hand, and I highly recommend anyone out there to find a patron hand of their own.
posted by Phillip at 4:50 PM
