I've only told a handful of people in my life that I'd love to one day be a fireman. Their response is usually the same:
"But firemen have to jump into burning buildings-- What if you die?"
What if I do? By now, I'd like to think I've acquired a zen philosophy of when it comes to whatever's afterlife.
We're all going to go at some point. Doesn't matter whether it's from a delicious lighting bolt, or forgetting to take your old people medicine.
I like to be social, so if Heaven's real, I'd like to fly up there and hang out with Hunter S. Thompson and Kurt Vonnegut.
I also appreciate peace and quiet, so if death is an empty abyss of nothingness, that'd be alright.
And if Hell exists, save me a seat, would you? I don't wanna be the only guy standing up at the party.
Friday, January 31, 2014
Monday, January 13, 2014
New Year's Eve Rewind
2014
1:35 A.M. The night was eventful. There was ping pong, video games, and all the liquor a non-alcoholic can ask for. But it was time to go home.
1:27 A.M. Just one glass of black label. For the road.
1:01 A.M. Everybody's wondering who will be first to start the "it's getting late" party.
12:39 A.M. A kid starts talking to me about "Saving Mr. Banks". I haven't seen it, kid-- does Disney kill Smaug in the end?
12:12 A.M. I'm glad we're all here tonight. We may not all know each other by name, but I'm thinking that's what family gatherings are all about.
12:01 A.M. See? We're wishing one another a Happy New Year via hug. Now would probably be a horrible time to ask you for your name.
12:00 A.M. It's pretty loud up in here.
11:59 P.M. SHUT THE HELL UP AND KEEP YOUR EYES ON THE COUNTDOWN!
11:48 P.M. Where's my cousin?
11:39 P.M. We're cousins?
11:25 P.M. New Super Mario Brothers!
11:07 P.M. Ping pong?... okay, one round.
10:56 P.M. Just one more glass of wine-- DON'T MIX TONIGHT!
10:24 P.M. How many glasses is that? Not nearly enough.
10:03 P.M. God, 2013 sucked.
9:30 P.M. Is it 2014, yet?
9:19 P.M Come on.
9:01 P.M. We're here!
8:50 P.M. We're almost there!
8:32 P.M. I'll be 25 in less than a week! But good God-- how? It seems like just weeks ago I was 22, working in Anaheim, 18, taking in my first semester in college, 13, visiting Las Vegas (which was surprisingly fun even then). What black hole has sucked up the years?
I recently stumbled upon this quote:
"Isn't it funny how day by day, nothing changes, but when you look back, everything is different..." -C.S. Lewis
8:05 P.M. Hurry up, we're going to be late!
1:35 A.M. The night was eventful. There was ping pong, video games, and all the liquor a non-alcoholic can ask for. But it was time to go home.
1:27 A.M. Just one glass of black label. For the road.
1:01 A.M. Everybody's wondering who will be first to start the "it's getting late" party.
12:39 A.M. A kid starts talking to me about "Saving Mr. Banks". I haven't seen it, kid-- does Disney kill Smaug in the end?
12:12 A.M. I'm glad we're all here tonight. We may not all know each other by name, but I'm thinking that's what family gatherings are all about.
12:01 A.M. See? We're wishing one another a Happy New Year via hug. Now would probably be a horrible time to ask you for your name.
12:00 A.M. It's pretty loud up in here.
11:59 P.M. SHUT THE HELL UP AND KEEP YOUR EYES ON THE COUNTDOWN!
11:48 P.M. Where's my cousin?
11:39 P.M. We're cousins?
11:25 P.M. New Super Mario Brothers!
11:07 P.M. Ping pong?... okay, one round.
10:56 P.M. Just one more glass of wine-- DON'T MIX TONIGHT!
10:24 P.M. How many glasses is that? Not nearly enough.
10:03 P.M. God, 2013 sucked.
9:30 P.M. Is it 2014, yet?
9:19 P.M Come on.
9:01 P.M. We're here!
8:50 P.M. We're almost there!
8:32 P.M. I'll be 25 in less than a week! But good God-- how? It seems like just weeks ago I was 22, working in Anaheim, 18, taking in my first semester in college, 13, visiting Las Vegas (which was surprisingly fun even then). What black hole has sucked up the years?
I recently stumbled upon this quote:
"Isn't it funny how day by day, nothing changes, but when you look back, everything is different..." -C.S. Lewis
8:05 P.M. Hurry up, we're going to be late!
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