Sometimes Dylan puts it best.
I ain't lookin' to compete with you,
Beat or cheat or mistreat you,
Simplify you, classify you,
Deny, defy or crucify you.
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you.
No, and I ain't lookin' to fight with you,
Frighten you or uptighten you,
Drag you down or drain you down,
Chain you down or bring you down.
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you.
I ain't lookin' to block you up
Shock or knock or lock you up,
Analyze you, categorize you,
Finalize you or advertise you.
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you.
I don't want to straight-face you,
Race or chase you, track or trace you,
Or disgrace you or displace you,
Or define you or confine you.
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you.
I don't want to meet your kin,
Make you spin or do you in,
Or select you or dissect you,
Or inspect you or reject you.
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you.
I don't want to fake you out,
Take or shake or forsake you out,
I ain't lookin' for you to feel like me,
See like me or be like me.
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Thursday, January 7, 2010
Morbid Thoughts
I've always had the feeling that mine was going to be a short life. People always look at me like I'm crazy when I reveal that...but I don't maintain this view for shock value. I don't necessarily WANT to die young, I guess that if I were...
Waking Life has this interesting dialouge where a man and a woman discuss her view of her life as though she is recalling memories as a old woman dying in her bed. I see my life as the opposite. I feel is that the way I view my life is that from a perspective of a child visualizing her dreams for the future, seeing her twenties, my current present, as events far into the future rather than undulating in the recesses of the past. Truthfully, from my vantage point, I feel old. I've loved and lost, what other noise is there in life? I suppose to repeat the cycle again. Perhaps, that's why I'm such an adrenaline junkie; I constantly crave new experiences to validate and enrich my existence.
I'll end this bit of enda downer post with some random thoughts:
-If I were to die in some unfortunate circumstances, I would never EVER want my family or friends to start a foundation or organization or even law that would attempt to prevent my death from happening to others. I would never want to have my name or life to be completely overshadowed by my gruesome or untimely end. It's like when musical artists die and because of their passing, they are heralded as visionaries.
-As technologically advanced and intellectually superior we feel to other animals, it's funny how when we go to sporting events, especially hockey games, all we really want to see is in all-out, no-holds barred brawl.
-After watching The Bachelor, it's no wonder guys find 99% of the female population crazy.
Waking Life has this interesting dialouge where a man and a woman discuss her view of her life as though she is recalling memories as a old woman dying in her bed. I see my life as the opposite. I feel is that the way I view my life is that from a perspective of a child visualizing her dreams for the future, seeing her twenties, my current present, as events far into the future rather than undulating in the recesses of the past. Truthfully, from my vantage point, I feel old. I've loved and lost, what other noise is there in life? I suppose to repeat the cycle again. Perhaps, that's why I'm such an adrenaline junkie; I constantly crave new experiences to validate and enrich my existence.
I'll end this bit of enda downer post with some random thoughts:
-If I were to die in some unfortunate circumstances, I would never EVER want my family or friends to start a foundation or organization or even law that would attempt to prevent my death from happening to others. I would never want to have my name or life to be completely overshadowed by my gruesome or untimely end. It's like when musical artists die and because of their passing, they are heralded as visionaries.
-As technologically advanced and intellectually superior we feel to other animals, it's funny how when we go to sporting events, especially hockey games, all we really want to see is in all-out, no-holds barred brawl.
-After watching The Bachelor, it's no wonder guys find 99% of the female population crazy.
Sunday, January 3, 2010
Ruminations
Inspired by Aaron Karo:
-Inevitably when going out to restaurants I find myself embroiled in a Catch-22. The waiter or waitress, judging by my young age assumes that I will a. neither rack up the bill significantly and resultingly b. not give them a good tip, so they choose to ignore or completely abandon all serviceable duties towards my table. Now I find myself in a predicament- do I unjustly reward bad service by giving him or her a good tip or do I reinforce her negative assessment of my demographic by tipping him or her what he/she deserves? Eh...I always tip 20% and end up hating myself afterwards but hopefully I've made a little difference in the world for 20-something diners.
-I've realized when it comes to dating, not caring is the new black. I've found myself converted when a guy friend recently confessed his undying love and devotion and instead of reciprocation on my behalf, I kindly told him that I was going to bed.
-Ever have that friend that you always mean to catch up with, but circumstances always prevent the actual conversation from happening, so that the more time that goes on the interminably longer the conversation is going to be so you just keep putting it off cause who has time for a three hour phone conversation? I do.
-I wonder if all the women Anthony Hopkins dates are secretly afraid that he's going to kill them and eat their livers with fava beans and nice Chianti.
-Wikipedia is like Target. You go in there thinking, oh I just need to figure out what the Fermi Paradox is and then thirty minutes later you're learning about the personhood of the Ape. You always end up with more than you bargained for.
-Delivery is almost always better than DiGorno.
-I am always mystified as to why car commercials ever show the test drive with the dummies. Is this supposed to comfort the public? Oh when you are in a head-on collison, your head will probably pop off and some limbs will be bending in the wrong direction, but don't worry about your car!
Aaaaannnd there you go.
-Inevitably when going out to restaurants I find myself embroiled in a Catch-22. The waiter or waitress, judging by my young age assumes that I will a. neither rack up the bill significantly and resultingly b. not give them a good tip, so they choose to ignore or completely abandon all serviceable duties towards my table. Now I find myself in a predicament- do I unjustly reward bad service by giving him or her a good tip or do I reinforce her negative assessment of my demographic by tipping him or her what he/she deserves? Eh...I always tip 20% and end up hating myself afterwards but hopefully I've made a little difference in the world for 20-something diners.
-I've realized when it comes to dating, not caring is the new black. I've found myself converted when a guy friend recently confessed his undying love and devotion and instead of reciprocation on my behalf, I kindly told him that I was going to bed.
-Ever have that friend that you always mean to catch up with, but circumstances always prevent the actual conversation from happening, so that the more time that goes on the interminably longer the conversation is going to be so you just keep putting it off cause who has time for a three hour phone conversation? I do.
-I wonder if all the women Anthony Hopkins dates are secretly afraid that he's going to kill them and eat their livers with fava beans and nice Chianti.
-Wikipedia is like Target. You go in there thinking, oh I just need to figure out what the Fermi Paradox is and then thirty minutes later you're learning about the personhood of the Ape. You always end up with more than you bargained for.
-Delivery is almost always better than DiGorno.
-I am always mystified as to why car commercials ever show the test drive with the dummies. Is this supposed to comfort the public? Oh when you are in a head-on collison, your head will probably pop off and some limbs will be bending in the wrong direction, but don't worry about your car!
Aaaaannnd there you go.
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