Pointless Update #8

A skyscrape against some cloudsThe drunk crept up on me and now I feel kind of woozy and hot. I want to get up and have some coffee and write about nothing, but instead I’m under a too thick comforter, my wife asleep on my arm and one of my cats asleep on my leg. And the world outside continues. And I’m tapping on my phone again, writing nothing. Would be a good time to listen to a crumbcast

It Doesn’t MatterĀ 

This is a picture of some colorful graffiti on the Manhattan Bridge

Look at this shit

Yeah so anyways. At work now. On break. Supposed to be a reallll bitch tonight. Why doesn’t that sound new? Because it’s always supposed to be like that. Spent all morning making a birthday card for my friend and bought him coffee beans. Turns out he took the day off for his birthday. People called out and it’s a skeleton crew. Not interesting not interesting. Boring bullshit. People are going to have fun if they want to have fun and if they came to find something to complain about it’s about to be a fucking cornucopia for them bitches.

Follow this link to hijacked amygdala where people write interesting things.

Good at Beginning

Man they are out the window now I had to turn on Spotify. Humanity is out there. The windows are open in October, which ain’t normal around here, that shit is giving me the creeps. People are out there singing songs and driving cars and shit. People are strange!

I have been listening to Matthew DeKay and Lee Burridge’s track, Fur die Liebe. I don’t know if it is really good or it just takes me back to the two All Day I Dream parties I went to this summer. I listen and fantasize that I am there and I am high. But I always remember that moment when I realized I took too much and I felt like a praying mantis on a crosswalk sign in downtown Manhattan.

Remember when Mitch Hedberg told that joke about drinking wine. Hey man, doesn’t wine give you a headache? Yeah but I’m not going to stop doing something because the end is bad. The beginning and the middle are amazing. That’s like if someone said, Hey Mitch, want an apple? I say, no, sooner or later, it’ll be…a core.

There are a lot of things like that. Maybe most things don’t end well. I guess just stop thinking about the ending.