Thursday, October 15, 2009

The Daily Pointlessness...

So why don't I post every day? Cause... I accept that this blog, with it's readership of 1 or 2, is essentially.... pointless.

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

The Daily Pointlessness...

Every morning I watch as some old person shuffles decrepitly down the aisle on the train, cane in one hand, roller bag handle in the other. I'm talking people in their 70's. And I think- dammit, am I gonna have to be rolling my decrepit ass to work every morning when I'm in my 70's? Is that what I have to look forward to?

But then I realize- these people always seem to be well dressed, and get on at places like Westport, CT or Darien, CT, some of the most affluent towns in the U.S.A. Most likely, they are NOT going to work because they need the money. The only reason their shuffling to work every day instead of playing shuffle board down South is because either a: they're afraid that "retiring" will somehow just cause them to keel over dead, or b: greed.

All I know is that when I'm 70, the only work I want to be doing will be on my model railroad.

And BTW- when my hearing goes, I will not pretend that everyone else mumbles. I'll get the damn hearing aid.

Tuesday, October 6, 2009

My Life On A Sound Stage

During those times I am not invisible I am certain that I live within a giant sound stage. The evidence points to me being the star of something like "The Truman Show". Time and time again I happen to be minding my own business, moving along, when I come upon people who are just stopped- frozen- in the middle of my path. And right as I am about to go around them, they suddenly come to life, and start moving (in my way of course), as if the hidden director in the sky called out "ACTION" into their hidden earpieces.

The weirdest thing is that it's always some old bag, or cripple or someone who just oozes along real slow, when I'm in a hurry. If they waited only 5 seconds more before becoming re-animated, I would have passed them...