Throwing Noodles at the Wall
Its been that week. A week when I am swamped with things outside of my self, and my true responsibility. Doing this or that, hearing this or that, talking about this or that, none of which I want to talk about, hear, or do. All of it seemingly a never ending parade of inner strife and crappy drama based monologue. Discussion that does not matter. Pointless reassurance of people in need of reassurance. When I need that as well. So, I shall throw some noodles at the wall.
-What is it about this enemy culture we have? Recently I was psuedo threatened, through an intermediary, about my agreeing with someone publicly. The person who leaned on me, also agreed with the person. But since they were and are anti heroes to one another, even on issues that they agree on, one cannot support the other. Or your the devil I guess. It makes me wonder about the insanity.
-We had a candidates breakfast here recently, and it was more talk, and handshaking. I wonder about all of this. People go, and shake hands, and “network”, and then there is one guy in the crowd who wants to DO something policy based, not simply be in a position to be the guy who votes on policy, and that guy has to sit through the glad handing and the insanity. A quote, “So what is actually wrong with the status quo?” How do elected officials look at people? Those who engage the process in a real substantive way,versus those who write checks. Is the act of writing a check a sort of fan ship?
-I am off to Vegas in a few days. I am pretty excited about the whole thing. Actual do ers of things.
-October 10th, Scott Holt is playing the Fillmor.