Once again, I’ve hit a lull where I really don’t have anything to talk about. This could be looked at in two ways; it could be looked at as a good thing, because that means no one has tweaked my ire enough to make me flail off into an uncontrollable, inconsolable rage. It could also be looked at as a bad thing, because…well…no one has tweaked my ire enough to make me flail off into an uncontrollable, inconsolable rage.
Contrary to popular opinion, I don’t like being mad at EVERYTHING, but there’s just enough insanity in the world to make me want to blow a figurative gasket at any second. I could complain about my job, but that’s cliché. I could complain about the weather, but there’s nothing to complain about. I could complain about my allergies, but that’s trite. So, in an unbelievable state of being, I have nothing to complain about. So, I just go and change my theme and listen to music for a while before getting ready to go to a BBQ Championship Cookoff they’re having here today.
It’s $10, it’s for a good cause, and maybe I can put on something comfortable that will be yellow by the time I squeeze myself back into my car – which will ALSO be yellow thanks to the copious amounts of pollen the wind will feel an unnerving desire to grace my normally green car with. But, I’m a UAB fan, and our colors are green and gold. I guess it fits.
And, by going on my normal stream of consciousness, I end up finding something to talk about. Who knew?