Wednesday, October 29, 2008

I Don't Like U2

... but that's not the point of this post...

'What is the point of this post?' you may ask.

To be honest, I don't know. Just like I don't know what "greenly chalked" means.

I just feel like typoing -- hehe, yes, typoing. Although that was an accident, I do enjoy verbing nouns. That reminds me of a Calvin and Hobbes cartoon... grr, U2 again -- I should take that album off my playlist.

I'm kind of lazy when it comes to organizing my music. I'm kind of lazy when it comes to organizing my living area.

But I'm also rather OCD when it comes to some other things... like checking my fly. It saved me the other day. I was at Pizza Hut, my OCD urge to check my fly kicked in, I checked it and it was undone. Not that I was embarrassed about it or anything, I quite publickly (I don't know if I like spelling it with a 'k' but I thought I'd give it a try out right now... damn it, U2 AGAIN... I don't like iTune's "random" track delivery (is there a way to play with the generator's seed?))

... where was I...

Oh yeah, fly open in Pizza Hut. I reached down without shame (oh, this sounds like it could be call-the-cops dirty right now) and zipped up my pants.

I just bought some new underware -- Hanes briefs. I like them better than my Fruit-of-the-Looms boxer briefs.

Ah, much better, The Scarlet Pimpernel... and now Brak... I love Brak.

(What's round on the ends and hi in the middle?)

But I don't love Brak more than I love Kristin Chenoweth. I want to be her BFF. Not just because she's über fabulous, but because I think she and I would get along swimmingly.

Right now my dream role would be to play a character related to/associate with Olive on Pushing Daisies. My life would be complete. Com-plete.

Ahrens & Flaherty. I want to be in a premier of one of their musicals. They are fabulous.

It's only 9:30, but I think I'm going to get ready for bed right now. I've been quite tired lately.

I still don't know how to swim. I don't know if I care about it too much, but I do wonder why that just popped in my head. I was thinking about Ballroom.

How Ballroom and going to be at 9:30 have anything to do with each other is beyond me... but, hey, oh... a track from the CD that I listened to when I was the most suicidal just started to play... this brings back some painful memories... NEXT!

As I was leaving work today, my co-worker said that I was the quietest guy he'd ever met -- and that he found it odd that, unlike the other quiet people he knows, I was seemingly confident and had a sense of humor.

I think I'm so quiet in person because I... well, you've been reading this post! And, no, I'm not on any drugs of any kind, including alcohol... this is sober me. I think that's perhaps my greatest reservation about getting drunk -- I would be... unpredictable (and probably a complete blast to be around, to be honest).

I would probably lose my reservations about keeping my insanity confined.

Dark Wizard -- now that is one of my favorite games.

I need Bollywood movies... seriously. The Bollywood Chicken at Bombay House... gets my recommendation.

My thoughts aren't so non-sequitur as they may appear. Albeit, I absolutely love non-sequiturism.

I'm going to go take a bath.


  1. "I Don't Like U2"

    Hey, me too and I can't figure out why; I seem to be in the right demographic.

  2. I don't like U2 either.

    And "publick" is an older form, so not technically wrong in teh sense that "teh" is.

  3. The real U comes through. I like it. Keep it coming.