friday afternoon update! 20: get happy already

 

interesting date

wow, that’s a nice progression. 3.6.9. yeah. and so here we are. there’s a funny thing about my mp’s—in some way i wake up ready to blog and then i have to either hold that back so that i can keep it fresh for later, or i get the blog right on the page and then i have the tedious joy of copying my own handwriting into peck peck peck and watch it fill the screen.

and there is something about that…if i was full-on rocking with the voice recognition software than that would rock! and peck peck pecking my own handwriting on the other hand suck suck sucks! yep. yep. yep.

i’m a bit conflicted obviously

so then, what the fuck happened this week? well. for one thing i managed to go another five days without mentioning that i was published in a book. one of those things that they kill trees to manufacture. yeah. an anthology.

so on the one hand i’m not completely responsible and can share the guilt with forty other authors, and on the other hand i’m encouraging people to go out and buy about 40 times as much paper as they would need to buy, and kill 40 times as many trees as would be necessary to read my little bit which in another form you may have already feasted upon anyway; and oh well what the hell it’s called what is yoga in america and you can find it here for now, and i’ll tell you more about that later…

ha ha…i say that a lot, don’t i! yeah. i’m the put it off kid, except i’m not really a kid, and still i’m putting off accepting my increasingly aged stature. yeah. fine wine i suppose. or cheese.

thankful versus happy

so there’s that. that can qualify as a good thing. recognition. a step up a ladder i may be inclined to climb. a piece of something or other to offer thanks and gratitude for. and then again, i’m re-thinking that thank u thing, ‘cos i really…it’s all about being happy i’ve decided (let’s see how long this one lasts!)

and the new worst thing in my book, other than really bad things which of course i don’t talk about here on these virtual pages, the worst thing is being unhappy for no good reason, or being is that state that louis ck would call “everything’s amazing, nobody’s happy!”

well yeah, i’m guilty i admit it. as i’ve said before, life is too easy and not due to anything we did to make it that way and what this country needs is a good depression! and well–i guess we are still pondering that one so stay tuned! i’ll be sure to let you know when that happens. in fact, i am hereby declaring myself the depression decider. don’t believe it ’til i declare it; and you’ll hear it here first!

i stood accused

yes indeed. so, what else happened this week? oh. yeah. i went to court. that was a joke. way back in january someone accused me of a very bad thing and they did it loudly enough to attract the attention of certain very official people and then my life began to resemble that of a certain josef k, who was a pretty funny motherfucker i have to admit, (what is it about these eastern european blooded folks with initials for last names that makes them so frighteningly funny?) and of course this person instantly regretted having yelled so loudly about my very great badness and to insist that no, he’s really a very good person and to no avail–

the wheels of justice move very slowly so when you are on top it seems like it will last forever and when you are being crushed beneath the wheel, ack! what a horror show! at any rate, i had the joy this week of watching various poor fools (literally as well as figuratively) be paraded in front of a seemingly kind and definitely not poor fool, at a moderately brisk pace–

• come back in a month
• come back in 3 weeks
• come back in 2 months

oh my goodness what a completely effing stupid system—people being shuffled about like stacks of paper on a desk, like pawns on a life-sized chessboard. and even i was shuffled about once or twice and in the end told to go away. you are free. and i did just that.

so there we go. that is something to be happy about! woo hoo! what a funny thought again. something to be happy about. yeah. as. if. it. matters. your outer circumstances. yeah. short of really bad things, i mean.

anything else?

so there we go. what else can i say about the week that was? besides being published, exonerated, learning to spell exonerated, and deciding that happiness is the measure of the person?

well…i had a couple of dialogs with a couple of conservative on twitter. that was pretty cool.

have i mentioned rodney king lately?

now, i’m pretty much in agreement with robert anton wilson that george carlin was the philosopher of the 20th century; and i’m still 100% certain that despite albert camus’ assertion that the essential philosophical question is whether or not one ought to commit suicide,  the true millenial king of philosophy goes by the name of rodney, for asking that ultimate question:

can we all get along?

which come to think of it isn’t all that far from camus’ query after all, and at any rate i’m doing my best to make the answer yes! and the only way to make that happen is to find a way to be more agreeable with people you don’t always agree with. okay? okay.

so there we go

be happy, say what you have to say, play nice. and have a wonderful life, will ya?

Tags: depression decider, franz kafka, george carlin, happiness, josef k, louis ck, maybe logic, morning pages, robert anton wilson, rodney king, yoga

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