Category: stupid stuff

Would you believe…

These are the most recent things I was going to do with my life:

1. Steampunk out those mini-laptops (and whatever other electronics I could) for people.

2. Re-learn the guitar, then learn the banjo, fiddle, and harmonica. Start a bluegrass band.

3. Open a coffee shop in Kirksville called “eden” and pretend like me and the coffee shop were mystically connected. I’d try to be in the same mood as the coffee shop and somehow get the idea across to the patrons that it was part of me.

I really threw myself into these ideas. For about three or four days apiece, I was SO committed that I looked up material costs, made plans, talked to realtors about buildings…you get the picture.

Remember when this was a blog about cooking? That was another idea that didn’t pan out. I’m kind of wondering what my next big thing will be.

Operation Narcissus

Well, I haven’t written in about fifty years. I attribute this to no longer being interested in cooking (or maybe never having been very interested in cooking).

One of my friends and co-alumni from Pratt says that Facebook is the vanity of vanities. I agree. And, I thought, what’s more narcissistic than Facebook? Easy answer: a blog. So I got one. Now I’m turning my blog into something without any semblance of interest in the world outside myself. The only connecting thread between posts will probably be that I’m writing them and that they’re indulging in the fantasy that people want to read what I have to write. (Maybe it’s even more deeply narcissistic than I thought. Maybe I don’t even care if other people read what I wrote.)

I imagine there will probably still be lots about the different kinds of coffee because–for some reason–that seems to be a large part of my personality.

Anyway, enjoy.