Down the Rabbit Hole

Time for another edition of “Let’s pretend Chris’s thought process makes sense!” Follow along!

I’ve been very subtly music-centric for the last few weeks. I had been noticing it, but I hadn’t quite been able to put my finger one what it was I was perceiving. I’ve been very specific about my music and what I want to hear for the last little bit. I talked about my sudden desire to listen to metal recently. This actually led to the discovery of quite a few new bands.

In the Power Metal Genre, I found Blind Guardian, HammerFall, and DragonForce to name a few. A friend of mine who is much more in tune with the Metal and Hard Rock genres also suggested some Alternative Metal bands like Flyleaf and Halestorm. I have to say Metal with a Lady lead singer is probably one of my favorite new playlists. He also suggested some Progressive Metal like Dream Theater, which got me listening to Elven King and Nightwish.

Anyway, since then, I’ve been very specific when choosing what to listen to. This isn’t particularly unusual, but it did lend itself to an interesting series of thoughts, and I’m going to bring oyu along with me while I walk through them.

I was watching an episode of the television show The Voice. One of the singers was a Jamaican woman who used to sing back up for Jimmy Cliff. After hearing her audition, I got to thinking about Reggae music. I really wanted to make that my next musical selection when I got the chance.

Today at work, I didn’t have time to make a whole new playlist, so I went with a Pandora station base on Halestorm. I never got a chance to really listen, as I was running around all day at work. I went to the grocery store and came home. I watched some television with The Wife. I then came in the office to write today’s blog post!

No ideas. None. I was amped to write, but I just didn’t have anything to spark the flow. Out of desperation I decided to maybe just do a sort of ‘Monday Music’ post. I figured I would just find a song and link it and then write about why I liked it or something. Very generic, and not really the kind of writing that gets the thoughts and emotions out.

So I started going through my iTunes library on shuffle trying to find a song that spoke to me enough to write about it. I landed on a Smashing Pumpkins song. I hesitated on that song, which caused me to see the song a few lines down, which was ‘Bullet With Butterfly Wings’ which I love. so I put that song on, cranked the volume and put on my headphones. Something about the drum beats and Bill Corgan’s voice just got my brain going. That’s when I decided that I should just listen to some Smashing Pumpkins and explain how I got to this point.

I would also like to point out that my brain made a connection between the drums at the beginning of the song and Reggae music.

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I was out!

Sorry I missed on Friday.

I was doing some of that extra work I mentioned before, and I just wasn’t near a computer all day. Didn’t get home until late, then wasn’t able to put pen to paper. Well, fingers to keyboard which is like a digital version of pen to paper.

English: Wacom Intuos4 Medium Pen Tablet with pen.

English: Wacom Intuos4 Medium Pen Tablet with pen. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I’m not avoiding, which is why I was okay with not being able to write. Being literally too busy to sit in front of the computer long enough to write is actually a viable excuse for me. I tend to make other excuses and rationalizations for myself. This is actually one that counts.

I had an idea for a post, the other day, but it was one of those ghost ideas that was never really fully formed. It just kind of flitted and danced at the periphery of my consciousness and perception, so I never really got a handle on how I wanted to write about it, and what I wanted to say. Then it was gone. Just not there any longer. I hate it when the good ideas do that.

I can also say, that some time in the somewhat near future, we may be looking at an arbitrary WordPress milestone post. Forewarned is forearmed. I know they aren’t the best, but I’m having fun here and I like to share the fun. ell the specifics of the fun anyway. Feel free to skip it when you see it, but it’s going to be AWE-some!

I’m still busy, but hopefully things have calmed to a dull roar for the next little bit. I’ll be sure to let you know. I should be able to stay on schedule this week, and maybe I’ll even get some big ideas to talk about!

The Man Inside the Head

Have you ever seen a man that lives inside a head?

It’s very strange. Most people live in a house or other sort of shelter. This man lives inside a head!

Where there would be a brain, he lives right in there! It’s bigger on the inside you know, a head is. There’s room for a whole lot of rooms.

The human mind is capable of many things, but one wouldn’t think it could house a whole human being!

I’ve seen this man walk right out of his head-home and just move through the world as if there were nothing odd about his living arrangement. It was quite shocking.

The really surprising thing, is that it isn’t just any head that he lives in. He lives inside his own head. Can you imagine?

It’s strange enough to live inside a human head, but to live inside your own head is quite extraordinary. It’s a bit Escher-like, isn’t it?

Escher Sphere

Escher Sphere (Photo credit: LostBob Photos)

Who DOESN’T love animals?

Know what I’m a fan of? Anthropomorphised cartoon animals.

I’m really not sure what made me think of it, but I really do have a soft spot for pretty much any cartoon animal with human characteristics. I qould think that Disney movies may have a small part to play here, not to mention all of the 90’s cartoons that I used to watch.

It all really started with the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. By far my favorite group of violent reptiles. I’m aware that the original versions of these rapscallions were from the comic book. I also know that they are very different from their mainstream, cartoon format. Different still in their two excellent live action movies, and one horrid attempt at a third live action movie. My favorites are definitely the cartoon version, with the live action ones following closely behind.

Box art of Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles

Box art of Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

There’s just something awesome about human-sized turtles that talk like they’re from California and know martial arts. You’ll never convince me otherwise. The cartoon version was really made to sell merchandise, and I can say that it worked. Brilliantly I  might add. I didn’t even mind spending money. Well, making my parents spend money anyway.

Next in line would be the Disney cartoon movies with all their talking animals. These movies formed a foundation in my child hood that had me expecting every creature to be my future best friend or adviser. It didn’t happen that way.

There were definitely a lot of Disney licensed cartoon television series that I enjoyed as well. Darkwing Duck, and Chip and Dale’s Rescue Rangers being among my favorites. Oh! can’t forget Talespin either. And Duck Tales! Ah fond memories of youth.

As I got older, I had an Aunt introduce me to Calvin and Hobbes. As a young adult I really latched on to the idea of a boy and his live tiger companion. It only made Hobbes that much better that the grown ups couldn’t see what he truly was. I always wanted a tiger.

After a while, I began to appreciate some of the more complex themes of Calvin and Hobbes. Never has there been such a beautifully written and drawn comic strip with such gravitas. I never stopped wanting my own Hobbes though.

 

Fall

Fall is my favorite because of the little things.

Sunset balloon flight

Sunset balloon flight (Photo credit: Axel-D)

Forget the popular stuff. Forget the Pumpkin Spice Lattes, and the fact that it’s (American) football season. Forget the leaves and the time change. I like the stuff you might miss, and it’s always better in the fall.

Sunsets are the best in the fall. That golden light crashing through the sky on an Autumn evening. Golden then sweet orange, followed by bronze and soft pinks. You’ll never get a better sunset than a Midwest fall sunset. Unless you’re talking about exotic places, but we’re talking about everyday right now.

The rain. Oh how I love the rain. the only thing that makes rain better, is when it’s bitter icy cold and it’s coming down on a dreary fall day. I love summer rains, when I might have to be out in them. for pure experience, I have to go with icy fall rain. not cold enough to actually ice over, but the air is cool, and the rain is colder. It’s landing on dead leaves of every color. It just smells like life.

That biting chill in the air. Oh how I love that chill. When the wind is whipping around you like it’s trying to to tear you from this planet. When it’s cool, but there’s a sinister bite and needling to it. It just makes you so aware of the movement of air around you. It’s glorious.

Adulthood sucks.

Straight up, being an adult sucks.

Sucks Less with Kevin Smith

Sucks Less with Kevin Smith (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

There isn’t much that adequately prepares you for the royal pain in the ass being an adult is. People think that they can go out of their way to “prepare you for the real world” but mostly it’s all crap. It just isn’t possible to simulate the flurry of shit that comes towards you on a daily basis.

School doesn’t prepare you for work. Summer jobs don’t really give you a sense of what will be expected of you later. It’s really a trial by fire kind of situation. Some of us are really pretty terrible at it.

Some of us just aren’t all that capable of handling the multiple stressors of all the things that happen in everyday life.  Some of us get to a point, far sooner than everyone else, and we just kind of shut down. It becomes hard to do anything because all of our energy got used up just trying to keep our heads on straight long enough to make it though part of the day.

Some of us end up spending more than half of the day walking around like a zombie because we’re just done. The only energy we have left is being used to keep us upright and functional. That’s it. that’s all we’ve got left.

Sorry if that means we look sad. Maybe you think we’re in a bad mood. Maybe we just don’t engage the way you’d like. Well, there’s not always anything that can be done about that. I’d say you’re lucky we’re able to move around in the world and not just crumble into a heap on the floor.

Sorry to vent, but at the moment there isn’t a lot of fire left in this boiler room. There’s a lot of treading water going on right now. You know it’s bad when you can’t make it to lunch time before you’re done for the day. I suppose we just keep trudging through, right?

I’ve been hiding, I know.

Sorry that I’ve been hiding from you all.

I’m sure you’ve noticed that I’ve been a bit busy and sporadic with my posts. I’m sure no one is all that upset. I do feel a little bad, however.

I really try not to just write and wait for people to stop by. I try to be friendly and read as well as write. I love getting comments and having conversations and I’m sure you all do too. I really try to read a lot of what people post and I make an effort to comment when I have something to say. I have really been slacking on the reading part.

I have not been taking much time to read what you lovely people have written recently. For that I am sorry. I don’t want to be a blog-vampire. All taking and no giving. That is definitely not my intent.

I don’t want to make any excuses, but if you want a reason it’s simply because I have been busy. I haven’t taken the time out of my busy-ness to do much reading. I hope to be able to do better in the coming weeks. Work tends to get crazy this time of year, which means home gets crazy as well. So no promises, but I will make an effort.

On that note, I’m going to finish a couple things, and then go to bed early since I now have to go in to work tomorrow.