I haven't really posted anything on my own in a while. And to be quite honest, I have no idea what I should blog about this time. But, I thought I'd just type until I can't stand it anymore and get up to make some popcorn and pass out while watching Fight Club. This might suck, and this might be pretty awesome...Either way, it's the best I can do so far, and it's not like many people read this anyway, so who's counting? Anyway, here I am in my mildly uncomfortable chair listening to Alice In Chains, with that gnawing voice in the back of my head telling me that I should be doing something else. I'm not getting any ideas, just feel like I should be doing something besides this. Don't know why...Can't explain it, but oh well. I'll stay right here until I figure out what it is I should be doing. But odds are, by then it'll be too late. So I imagine I'll simply fall into bed, and sleep until the late morning. Eat some ramen, go work out, then work my shift at Subway and come right back here to my chair. My own personal little command center. Seriously, I've got this computer I'm typing at, my stereo right above that, my phone on the desk in front of me, and an Ipad on the bed behind me playing something like 5FDP, Pantera, Nonpoint...You get the idea. Hang on, be right back. I do believe I hear a sandwich calling.
>>> Exactly 8 minutes and 34 seconds later<<<
Aaahhh! Grilled cheese!! Who doesn't love a delicious grilled cheese sandwich every now and then? Or, I guess, three in my case. But, I couldn't find any tomato soup! Everybody knows that grilled cheese is ALWAYS better with tomato soup. Know what else goes good with tomato soup? Bacon! Bacon goes good with anything. There does not exist a meal that would not be improved with the addition of bacon. Fried eggs? Check! Spaghetti? Check! Birthday cake? Check! Any other cake? Hmmm...NOPE!! If it's not a birthday cake, then what's the point? With birthday cake, then there's candles and icecream, and a small chance that there is a huge pile of presents that you get to unwrap later on. But if it's just a regular cake, then there is none of these amazing things of which I have just spoken. Err, typed...Whatever!! But I'm thinking this year for my birthday I want a pie. Actually, A couple of pies. A Pumpkin pie, and a cherry pie! Because everybody does cake, and I love pie! But since they appear to be a seasonal food, I can only ever find them between the months of November and January...Which SUUUUCKS!! That's why I love the holiday season so much. I've got Halloween exactly 7 days before my Birthday, then there's Thanksgiving, Christmas, and New Years!! So much candy and food and gifts and letters and relatives and...Actually, I just remembered why I'm so relieved when the season is over. SO...MUCH...OF...EVERYTHING!! It's like, On Thanksgiving, you make a ham, turkey, or both. Then you make sandwiches out of those leftovers until Christmas. Then you make sandwiches out of THOSE leftovers until Easter. Not that I don't absolutely adore sandwiches, but enough is enough.
Hey!! I just had a thought! What if for some reason civilization collapsed and all the electricity, water, and internet just stopped working. Right now. Forever. With no chance of getting turned back on. How long would it take for people to begin looting and pillaging? For the first week or so I'm sure we'd all just kind of do our best to maintain our routines as best we can. But what about when we realize that our lives are probably never going back to normal? How far would people go to survive? Would gun store owners board themselves up and cling to their stock in the hopes that stuff starts working again, or would they switch themselves into survival mode and begin trading weapons and ammo for things such as food, boots, etc. Would supermarket owners hoard all their food and lock themselves away, or would they begin trading their canned goods for things such as guns and ammo? And as for your average white-collar working man. What would he do? His lifestyle thus far has depended on electricity, gasoline, and the internet. Odds are he's never fired a gun in his life. Never had to argue over something. Never been in a fight. Would he cower in his room and hope for a swift and painless death, or would he improvise? He's got this huge briefcase that used to hold reports. Now it can hold ammo, knives, first-aid kit, and enough food for a couple of days. Maybe he'd act on instinct and do whatever benefits him the most in each situation he is confronted with, or maybe he'd stay in "Civilized" mode and get eaten by his neighbors. Either way, it doesn't matter what happens to him, because if he dies, it meant something else survived. The other guy just wanted to survive more than our "Joe" wanted to survive. How far would you go to survive? What would you do to ensure your survival and the survival of your family, if you happen to have one. Would YOU allow yourself to die, if it meant your daughter would live? Even if you did sacrifice yourself, what if she doesn't want survival as much as a hungry coyote she encounters, and you're no longer there to protect her? Think about this stuff. It's relevant. It just might happen one of these days.
Wow! That was pretty impressive. I had no idea there was so much I wanted to say. Well, I hope you all enjoyed reading my thoughts as I was actively thinking them. And if you didn't, no fair complaining, because nobody forced you to read this far :D
Well, I'm off to bed. I think. Maybe I'll make that popcorn I was talking about earlier. Hmmm...That reminds meee...
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