Thursday, April 20, 2006

Nothing to Say...

The great thing (well, one of the great things) about writing on a stupid blog, is that you don't necessarily have to have anything brilliant to say. Because, think about it (but not too much, 'cause then you'll stop visiting this Blog), brilliant things aren't generally stupid and, therefore, it would follow logically that they have no place on this Blog. On the other hand, neither does logic, but I'm getting way off the point.

What I'm trying to say, is that I don't have anything great to offer you today. I have been rather busy this afternoon, trying to catch up on all those Little Things that begin to pile up over time. At first, it's just one or two Little Things and they're very non-threatening, because you know that you can take care of them at any time. But then those few Little Things are joined by a few of their friends. At this point, you think,

"Hmmm. I really should take care of these Little Things." But at that moment, there are a couple more Little Things than you can do at the time and so you decide to put them off until you can do them all at once. When you at last find this time, however, the Little Things have multiplied and are morphing into Big Things, stomping around your life and demanding to be taken care of. They are so insistent, in fact, that they completely ruin everything else you want to do, because all the while you are playing that video game, reading that book, or just foolin' around, the Big Things are calling to you and you cannot entirely enjoy yourself.

This is what happened to me and I have spent almost the entire time I've been home from work (and I got home earlier today) slaying the Big Things. Whew! I'm exhausted, but I do have a sense of accomplishment. Now, if I can just stay on top of the Little Things, then... Aw, but who am I kidding? I'm going to take a nap.

4 comments:

Paul FooDaddy Brand said...

I like the idea of them "stomping around [your] life" demanding things. Like really greedy cattle. Made ME chuckle.

Jack W. Regan said...

No, I wasn't, Peasle Wickle, and your use of the word "again" is somewhat suspect. However, I can think of someone who is in grave danger of being abused.

Jack W. Regan said...

That's why I feel safe in threatening you. Heh.

Anonymous said...

You guys are all turds.