Thought #1
Last night I was trying to think of something to blog about when my daughter Rian came into the room. I told her I didn't have anything to write about. She immediately responded back to me in an arrogant adolescent tone "I never have problems coming up with things to write about". She then walked out of the room. While I didn't appreciate her tone, her comment caused me to think about why I couldn't think of anything to write about. I then started to think about what Rian writes about . She usually doesn't write about anything funny. Her writing is usually filled with teenage angst and romanticised dreams of the future. So, I guess what I really meant is "I can't think of anything funny or amusing to write about". I can write about angst. I have enough angst for an entire village. As far as romantic dreams of the future, I don't have a lot of those. I usually just think about death.
I guess the question is, do people really want to hear about the serious stuff? My angst, my day to day struggles, fears, irrational throughts. There's a lot going on there. I have a lot to write about if that's what people want to read about. Sure, there may be some smatterings of humor, but this thing is going to get dark in a hurry. Something to think about.
Thought #2, 3, 4...
I was in the elevator today and noticed that I have a few pet peeves about elevator ettiquette. I don't like it when people get on an elevator to go one floor. If you are physically able and you are only going one floor, take the stairs. Second, some people get on the elevator and are so important and in such a hurry that they feel the need to push the close door button repeatedly until the elevator door closes. They insist on standing right next to the buttons, like elevator hijackers, and then they push the close door button several times until the door actually closes. They repeat the same behavior at every floor. As soon as the door opens, they start pushing the close door button. By the way - I don't even think that button works. It's like that cross-walk button to get the street light to turn green. That button doesn't work either. As far as I am concerned both buttons are there only to make people feel like we have control over something we don't. The same people that invented those buttons are probably the same people that killed Kennedy. One big conspiracy (that's only a joke by the way).
While I was thinking of my elevator pet peeves, other pet peeves came to mind. First, I don't like it when people quote Yoda in church talks. Seriously. We've all seen the movies and we've heard the quotes a thousand times. "There is no try, only do." For the love - STOP! It's not Jesus, it's Yoda!
Lastly, I am just tired of politicians. It doesn't matter what side they are on. I don't know what to believe anymore and I don't feel like they have the public's best interest in mind. I think politicians have their own interests in mind. Enough about that topic and enough for tonight.
