i had published a list of gas prices at several locations in the area. it was the first post in this blog for about six and a half weeks. and it was made for two reasons: i wanted to get something in the blog during may; and it might as well some sort of news report.
as i finished it, i realized that i had started put put aside this interview ... or innerview, as i will.
what was the question you were asked to start that?
in the middle of may, i turned 57 years and 8 months old. my birthday will be in the middle of september; i'll be 58 years old then. and in 2012, i'll be marking the 40th anniversary of my graduation from high school. and i'm not looking forward to it.
time. it passes. and regrets. and it's true. you have more regrets for the things you didn't do. and i haven't done a lot of things.
what are they?
too many to list here. probably later. if ever.
why not do them?
again, age. they are things i wish i had done when i was a younger man. a man my age doing them seems foolish. and i didn't do them because i was psychologically crippled. unfortunately for me.
at times, i feel like i'm stuck at a certain age mentally: like i'm back in high school and i haven't gotten any older. substance abuse counselors and experts say a person gets frozen at a certain age when he or she starts abusing substances, especially alcohol. i might go into the reasons why i feel this, but later, as i said.
and location. this is indiana, where offbeat things and people aren't truly appreciated. i'm tired of anticipating a beforehand explanation of myself and what i do. i'm not doing anything illegal. so shut the fuck up and leave me the fuck alone. and definitely do NOT try to stop me.
you haven't posted that much this year as you have other years. why is that?
i've found other things to take up my time. but i've lost a lot of interest in this blog. plus, i'm going through a nothing-matters-much-so-why-do-anything mental outlook. it might just be a hangover from dealing with the death of my parents.
i've been halfway tempted to delete a lot of these posts and leave just a few remains. i don't get a lot of traffic here, i'll admit that. few people will miss them. many of them don't add that much to the internet conversation. but i they are a lot better then some of the blather i've read in some blogs -- especially the political ones.
but there are four things i'm proud to have written, and i'd leave them here:
- my story about Batman and his discovery of bagels;
- an observation i made of what i call the egoless i;
- my short story 'a few things as the gas and go.'
- and a conversation between a man and his friend named saunders.
so ... what now?
i don't know. i'll just leave this blog here. possibly delete some posts. maybe come back to it later ... definitely by july the fourth, if not before then. because i don't want to delete all of it.
plus, i need to get a new computer. i bought this one in 2004 and it's starting to get slower because it's old.
i noticed you don't have any capital letters in this post, as you did when you first started. any reason why?
i like the look of all small letters.
any last words for today?
gentlemen, whatever you feel for a lady, don't call it love if you just want to get laid.
also, frank wrote me lately. he had this line i want to quote:
be grateful you're alive. and don't be grateful if you're dead. do you think jerry garcia is happy?
ADDENUM: for the record, this is the 570th post in this blog.