I Laughed, I Cried, My Head Spun Around Until I Spewed

I kinda went overboard with my projects and signing up for other ones.
No! Not you!

Shut up. You know that I’m ADD with a capital D…and, um, A.
Is that why you spend four hours searching through links about Automats and KFC Employee Training Tapes instead of finishing your damn novel?

Well, I don’t ever finish stuff, but I never give up!
Yeah, yeah. You’re a real tenacious dude.

I’ve just got too much crap I’m interested in!
Uh, huh.

The problem is that I wind up spending way too much time on one thing and forget to do the others.
So, don’t just sit there and whine about it (though it’s what you’re best at). What are ya gonna do about it, bunky?

Well, jerkazoid, today I spent a couple of hours listing all the stuff that I have to do, ought to do, and want to do and put them on a calendar.
A couple of HOURS?

Um, yeah. Anyway, I think I’ve got a handle on it now. I really do.
We’ll see…

One of the things I neglected was Otis Fodder. I started out intending to download each MP3 he put up, but I haven’t done it since February.
Oh, God, not that stupid MP3-a-day thing! Isn’t that the guy with the records like Myron Floren Disco Accordian and some preacher showing off Satanic messages when you play Stairway to Heaven backwards?

Yeah! I love that stuff. I spent the rest of the afternoon catching up and listening to them.
OK, now I know what that horrible wailing noise was. I thought Wing was back.

Aw, c’mon, it’s really cool. Where else are you gonna hear a band trying to explain Karl Marx and the worst version of Eres Tu ever?
Well, I did like that How to Pick Up Girls thing… But how did you listen to all that without going over the edge?

Didn’t bother me, because I like cheese.

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