In Which I Write Whatever

Well, fancy seeing you here—come here often? (:

Now that we have that painful introduction out of the way, I want to say Happy Thanksgiving! If you do not celebrate, Happy Last Thursday of November! I encourage everyone to consume a larger portion of food than usual. If you normally drink one cup of coffee every morning, drink ten. If you drink ten cups of coffee every morning, drink twelve. And do not fret about the mathematics, also, because I am merely listing two examples sharing the basic arithmetic of this suggestion. But, all jokes aside, please eat something cool. I do not care if cough drops stand as your only sustenance; empty a whole bag at once.

Now I will speak of my own Thanksgiving traditions…I eat food at places with people. Ah, tradition! Sorry, I almost crossed a line there. I do not want to reveal too much about my personal life. I hope you guys understand. Imagine people knowing what food I eat, gasp…the audacity of me!

Anyway, I felt conflicted about the concept of this post. I considered having fun with an exercise exploring the stream of consciousness method. I also considered focusing my blog, in general, on food reviews. And I questioned the possibility of a second post ranting about music; but, have no fear, I decided not to plunge into that pool of questionable depth. So…drumroll…What did I decide to do?

…a post in which I write whatever.

Now, I also considered ranting about a theory I recently developed, but I will need to conduct research first. To provide a sneak-peek, however, it deals with shedding light on subtleties in decision-making.

(Hah, I sound so pretentious. For those of you who do not know me: This is the same person who wants a taco piñata for Christmas.)

Anyway, I shall now “begin.”

Prepare thyself for an onslaught of disorganization.

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Fall has stood as my favorite season for quite some time, by the way. When it arrives, summer has lasted decades, and I hate the sun. But fall means the return of elements I adore: warm beverages, turtlenecks, comfortable weather, and Kleenexes (note: this is not a paid promotion). I love the colors and the overall texture of the season, and I write a good bit of poems based upon my love for fall. But, like everything, there are a lot of downsides to fall. It seems quite indecisive, among other things. The picture shown above was taken about a week ago. Shortly after, all of the leaves fell off in a single night. Ah, my favorite season.

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We need to stop and pay attention to details more. The little moments in existence amount to so much. A somewhat controversial philosophical outlook I have is that the minor happenings in life surpass the major, characterizing life more densely. Yes, I do believe that grand moments contain such rich importance, but this is my general opinion. When asked to recall significant happenings, we may think of events concerning weighted topics like life or death. Why can’t a “significant happening” also be a smile? a word? a taco?

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Do you harbor a discernible disliking of humans, primarily due to their means of communication (ex: shouting, laughing loudly, randomly dancing the Macarena)? Well, you are in luck! Befriend a plant today, free of emotional and physical charge!

(Warning: Serious emotions associated with grief may result after the death of a plant. Also, some plants have to be purchased with paper and circular metals.)

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Wednesday’s Fun Fact:

2+2=5

Just kidding.

Brachiosaurus, named by Elmer Riggs, literally means “arm lizard”.

Have a nice Thanksgiving, peace out.