This Might Be Dangerous!

I may have made a huge tiny mistake. I am really intent on getting this post done this morning, and I have ingested lots of coffee in a short amount of time. I have unleashed myself on a keyboard all jacked up on caffeine. This might be dangerous.

Brain scanning technology is quickly approachi...

Brain scanning technology is quickly approaching levels of detail that will have serious implications (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I’m not worried. I think that the two halves of my brain can successfully wrestle one another into some sort of stalemate with regards to crazy vs. responsible. I think I actually have two brain halves that work relatively well together.

I would classify myself as a creative person. I have a good eye for art and colors, even if I’m not always the best at creating them. What you might call “right-brain” things. I would also say that I’m pretty intelligent. I’m good with numbers and patterns. Things one might consider “left-brain” activities.

I have never been great at focusing on one activity or set of skills so I never really latched on to one side of my brain and got great with it. I tend to bounce between the two as required. Lot of people I know are definitely more suited to one or the other.

Not me. I am all sorts of unfocused! In a good way, right? Not always. I think that this sometimes leads to my inability to get organized, even if I like organizational systems. It also leads to a difficult time for  learning new creative activities.

While I’m happy for the adaptability this provides me (people who know me best are cleaning up the beverage that they just spit all over the screen). What I mean is adaptability in my approach for problem-solving. I’m able to approach lots of activities with a unique perspective.

I appreciate this, but sometimes I would like for it to be easier to just plop down and really focus on a particular thing with out soon getting distracted by a shiny object or moving picture(Ooo! Piece of candy!) Well I suppose that life is generally a zero-sum game, and I can’t be good at everything. If I want to be able to be adaptable (sorry for your screens again) Then I can’t also be super focus-able. That’s not a word. I don’t care because I’m creative, remember?

Well, on that note I’ll end this caffeine-fueled ramble about sides of my brain. I hope the rest of the day goes as smoothly and free-flowing as this post did. I feel like it won’t.

Are you right-brained or left-brained?

Bowties Are Cool…

Do you have any idea how hard it is trying to be cool all the time?

No, I’m not really implying that I’m cool all the time, or even most of the time. I was just thinking how hard you have to work to get people to think you’re cool.

Eclectic

Eclectic (Photo credit: joshwept)

I’ve always been the kind of person with varied interests that might seem a bit strange at first glace. As if none of them really go with any of the others. “He’s Eclectic,” you might say. In an effort to indicate ‘weird’ in a nice way.

I find so many different things that interest me, that I end up looking in to an incredibly varied array of strange subjects. This applies to music, movies, books, shows, photos, art, and hobbies. Basically, that one thing you enjoy learning about or doing, I probably once got curious about it and looked up a bunch of random facts about it.  That’s just the way I am. I’m Eclectic.

Being cool requires an element of mystery. You are good at something interesting that is difficult to do. Maybe you know someone famous but you won’t tell who. Sometimes being cool means being the first to do something. being a pioneer makes you cool. Assuming other people wish that they could o that thing. Sometimes it requires an air of arrogance about these things.

If you aren’t naturally a person to try all these new things, or naturally possess that attitude, being cool is hard work. You have to go out of your way to try to hear new music so you can share it with your friends. You have to see lots of weird movies so you can introduce your friends to the good ones.

Sometimes being weird or eclectic lets you stumble into a cool new thing. That’s super convenient. Say, the band Vampire Weekend. I heard a couple songs that I liked. I downloaded them, and eventually the whole albums. This was 2 years ago, before ‘Holiday’ got used in a Christmas commercial. I told a couple people about this cool new band I found. They nodded and said “Oh I’ll have to take a listen…”

Then ‘Holiday’ gets used in a commercial, and everyone says “That’s pretty catchy.” I responded with “That’s Vampire Weekend. I told you about them. That song really isn’t about holidays though. It’s about vacations. They’re British, so ‘Holiday’ means vacation.”

To which they respond, “Okay. That’s weird that you know that off the top of your head.”

That’s pretty much how I’m cool in a nutshell.

Are you cool naturally? Or do you have to try real hard? Or do you only ever stumble into it like me?

Dear Me…

Why do you not do what you know that you ought to do? Why do you stay up too late? Then you’re tired all day. Why do you not eat enough at dinner. Then you’re hungry while you’re trying to sleep.
Why don’t you just zonk out at like 10 so that you can be well rested every day? Why do you do these things on a night that I was already tired and also had to mow?
I promise to write more tomorrow. Stupid schedule.

Zzzzzzzz…Zombie.

I am currently finding out the hard way, that functioning on 3.5 hours of sleep was hard this morning, then was ok during the day, and now that I’m not moving around it’s hitting me. Like a brick to the face. I’m in full on zombie mode.

zombie

zombie (Photo credit: Irregular Shed)

 

Not the chewing on the flesh of others. The shuffling around haphazardly trying to figure out what’s going on around me.

 

 

I’m planning on shuffling up the stairs and flopping into a bed soon, but I did want to let you guys know that I have another(small) surprise after the story finishes up tomorrow. Not anything like the story. In fact, it’s probably going to be such a let down that you’ll be angry with me telling you ahead of time and calling it a surprise. Please don’t throw digital produce at me for this.

 

 

If I get to it, I’ll post after the story conclusion, if not I’ll drop it over the weekend, I think.

 

 

Zombie writer, out.

 

 

Kids These Days!

But this isn’t really about the kids.

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Compact audio cassette Français : Une Cassette audio (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

You know how everyone over the age of like, 23 complains about “Kids these days”? You know how it’s always the same complaints, generation after generation? No work ethic, disrespectful, lazy, have it to easy, music is crap. Well I’d like to take a moment, as a 28 year old, and complain about the middle aged crowd.

 

Weren’t expecting that, were you? You lot haven’t been complained about since the 80’s have you? Well I’m here to tell you that there are quite a lot of people in that group of people between 35 and 50 that are acting worse than the “kids these days”.

 

There are people in this age bracket that are some of the rudest, most entitled, most disrespectful human beings on the planet. I would say that all things considered, there are middle schoolers with more decorum. I know this must all be so confusing for you.

 

People aren’t used to being complained about once they get out of their mid twenties. That’s when they start getting less tolerant of the younger generation. They can start agreeing with the next older group and they can all hate the teenagers together.

 

Well that’s crap. As much as I may see things that I don’t like in the younger generation, I see more frightening things from that 35-50 crowd. It’s especially awful because they’re raising children! As expected, though, they don’t see anything wrong with their behavior.

 

They’re actually acting like spoiled children that never learned their lesson. Maybe they are. Maybe this is what a world of “Participation Awards” and ridiculous political correctness is leading us to: Spoiled brats raising more spoiled brats, while complaining about all those same qualities in a group of younger people.

 

Well that’s a scary thought, isn’t it?

 

Ponder Away

I’m going to be quick tonight, I’m writing late and my story is still in full swing. Don’t miss Part 3 tomorrow!

 

Someone mentioned something earlier today that I was pondering on a bit. This person noticed that I was less than thrilled with things today. The feelings from the past couple of days as far as productivity goes, continued. This person told me that I should try to find one good thing before I went to bed tonight, because no person should go to bed without being able to find at least one, tiny, little bit of good each day.

Self-Fulfilling Prophecy

Self-Fulfilling Prophecy (Photo credit: Robert Hruzek)

While this wasn’t exactly what I wanted to hear this afternoon, I suppose it really isn’t terrible advice. People say all the time that your mood basically creates a self fulfilling prophecy. If you anticipate that you’re going to be angry, you’re basically setting yourself up to be angry no matter what. So I guess it makes sense to try to find a little bit of good in each day, even the ones where you REALLY don’t want to be bothered to.

 

After everything from today, I did get a chance to lay down for 30 minutes or so, and just zone out. That was good. It wasn’t as relaxing as it could have been, but it was still good. I got all zen and centered and shit. Kind of. it was only half an hour.

 

Now! I’m off to fill my audio/visual stimulation with mindless entertainment for a few minutes so that my brain can shut down before bed.

 

Sally Forth!

 

I Tried

I tried to automate my story this week. I thought “I’ll set the whole thing up on Sunday night, and then just sit back all week and enjoy the fruits of my labor as my visitors and views

Sunday

Sunday (Photo credit: ex.libris)

skyrocket because of my amazing fiction!”

Then I was mowing the lawn tonight and I felt guilty for not posting anything today. I JUST said the other day that I do this all for me, and yet I was gonna try to skate by because I had something long written. HORSEAPPLES! So here I am, writing late again.

You ever have one of those days where you have stuff to do, and you make no special effort to avoid those things or do them poorly, and yet you accomplish in several hours what should be taking you about 20 minutes? That has been my last 2 days at work. For no apparent reason it has taken me about 12 hours of work time to finish around an hour or two of actual work. It’s such a disheartening feeling. I mean, I’m a lazy guy. I procrastinate, and I EXCEL at finding ways around doing work. I don’t need to be not getting things done when I’m actually trying to do them. The worst part is, it’s not like I’m getting anything non-work related done either. I’m not messing around here on WordPress, I’m not reading news stories. I’m not shopping online, watching Netflix or reading a book. I am just straight up being unproductive. That sucks.

So since I spend 8-9 hours of my day at work feeling unproductive, it leaves me in a pretty generally sour mood. Blech. Hopefully tomorrow will be a productive day! Of course, that’s what I said about today, on Friday.

And The Crowd Goes Wild!

What’s that? A second post in the same day?! WHAAAAAT?!

I know. It’s totally insane, right?

Straight Jacket

Straight Jacket (Photo credit: marcus_jb1973)

I said earlier that I’m doing this for me. Putting a second post up, makes me feel like I’m not slacking off writing here. I want to write, but I have a bad habit of putting things off. I don’t make time for what I want sometimes. That wasn’t really the case on Friday and Monday; Friday I was busy at work and then we had to drive in the evening and I was away from home, and then Monday I thought it was a weekend day. So I didn’t have time Friday, and Monday was a complete whiff.

Forgetting and running out of time don’t really bother me until after the fact. The days that bother me are the ones when I think about writing something, and then make an active decision not to. I haven’t had one of those days since I started back up.

I’m really proud of the fact that I haven’t actively missed any weekdays since I came back full force on this. I connected with some crazy, awesome, and crazy awesome people. I have put together some of the best thoughts and writing that I’ve ever done. I have gotten fantastic feedback.

So Thank You all for helping me keep my head in the game, whether you know that you helped or not. This has been wild, and it’s only going to get better as I keep growing. I think I might throw a surprise your way soon, keep those eyeballs peeled! (But not really. Please don’t peel your eyeballs. I will TOTALLY feel bad if you injure yourself peeling your eyeballs.)

Oh, Snap!

I just realized something! I didn’t write anything on Monday either!(yes it’s already Thursday and I’m that dense. Sue me.)

I left all you poor people out in the cold without anything new to read, written by me that is, for 4 whole day and I am very sorry abou- HAHAHA I can’t even type that with a straight face. It took all my willpower not to burst out in hysterical laughter on this end of the computer.

I know that I write for me, and you guys are along for the ride. Mr. Toad’s Wild Ride though it may be. I appreciate having you all here to offer insight or advice. It’s nice to be typing and knowing that SOMEONE will eventually read it. I’m not just sending these posts off into empty space.

Until someone tells me otherwise, I’m really only letting myself down by not writing everyday(Weekday. Weekends are for partying!Or napping. Mostly napping) I just want to push myself to put something out there, for you and for me, everyday so that I don’t treat this like any other project I give up on after a couple weeks.

The lunatics have taken over the Asylum

The lunatics have taken over the Asylum (Photo credit: phill.d)

It’s important to me that I use this to explore deeper themes, and to put up nonsensical pictures of myself. I want to write tiny bits of fiction, and whole stories that I share here. I want all this to be in the same place because that’s all of me. I am deep and philosophical. I am wacky and insane. I am scarred and I am radiantly beautiful. I am flawed and perfect in my incompleteness.

I am all of these things in whatever crazy combination they happen to take. That’s why I started this, and that’s why I came back to it. That’s why I titled it “Inkling of Asylum”. This is that safe place where what will be, will be and I’m just going to see where it goes.

You’re welcome to come along.

Does Anyone Have Any Water?

Oh geez… It’s so hot. I know I’ve talked about how the sun and I don’t get along before, but the sun’s friend heat was no fun today either.

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Deutsch: Raumthermometer mit Fahrenheit- und Celsiusskala (USA-Standard). Svenska: Inomhustermometer med Fahrenheit- och Celsiusskala. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

My desk is in a warehouse at work. I think I’ve mentioned this, but I’m not sure. Anyway, due to the size and ceiling height in the warehouse, it is typically much closer to the temperature outside than it is to an indoor, adjusted temperature. Today, this was the case.

Also today I had some suits to logo. Which means one of my absolute FAVORITE perks of my job was in effect; The heat press was on. Now we logo things made of a few different materials, so they require different heat transfer inks. the required amount of heat for the stuff we use ranges from 305 degrees Fahrenheit, up to 375 degrees Fahrenheit. Today it was 330.

Needless to say, the heat doesn’t exactly stay contained to the heat press. So while I was working today, I was significantly hotter than the surrounding areas. Being as I’m not much of a fan of the heat, this is less than desirable. Obviously this particular feature is a bit more exciting in the winter…

The point is that I was hot all day today, and this makes me sad. I don’t like to be hot. I’d much rather be cold. So cold that I require a blanket. That won’t be happening anytime soon.

I didn’t help that the retail area happens to be having a sale at the moment, so there was other work that needed done. Running around from the front to the back, lifting and climbing, they all tend to cause one’s temperature to rise.

Oh well. the rest of you(in a similar climate) are probably enjoying this weather and trying to figure out just why I would call an exterior temperature of around 80 degrees “hot”. Because I was hot. Duh. Geez.

Does the thermostat at your work/school constantly thwart your efforts to maintain an ideal internal temperature?