Tuesday, June 12, 2007

Tell me something I don't know

I'm so accessible, I'm wheelchair accessible.

I'm trying to make that less so. Time educates us. With time, I've learned: 1) not to care, 2) not to hate, 3) not to bother, 4) not to lose sleep, all with regards to when shitty people throw you shitty times.

Actually, I've never lost sleep. Sleep and I are longtime lovers. I hate the word "lover" and I hate the term "making love". The first thing that comes to mind when I hear someone saying "lover" is that Will Ferrel/Rachel Dratch sketch about them glowing like glazed hams after "making love", which itself brings to mind Barry White or any given afternoon soap actress.

The "F" word, used as a verb, also irritates me.
What doesn't?!

It's going to be so hard not to talk about the Frankinator. But I'll move on. I might start talking about things that actually happen, although I prefer to keep my writing less about mundane events and more about mundane thoughts. Abandon the mundane? Unlikely, old chum.

I didn't even know Batman was known for saying "old chum" until "old chum" was referenced twice last week in 24 hours; first by Conan O'Brien, and a second time by (my other love), Mr. Andrew.

Well I give up. I'm sleepy.

File this entry under: Flip side, Catch you on the.

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