Went for a walk today, it was very nice. The sun was a little hotter than I would have liked but I suppose that is better than the alternative. We walked to Chipotle, a place sporting some of the tastiest beans, salsa, and corn that I’ve had in much of my life. I presume we’ll find out someday that it is made from orphans and that the tragedy is where it gets the extra flavor (This is, at least, why Chic-Fil-A is so delicious, its all the homophobia).

  My muscles are sore but sore for a directly identifiable reason, this I think is the big difference between enjoyable fatigue and worrying fatigue. When you can define the source of your soreness it suddenly makes it alright and even something to celebrate. When its unexplained it suddenly becomes a thing of horror or at the very least something steeped in complaints.

  I hope this is making sense, it turns out that 6.5 point font on a 42 inch TV from about 10-15 feet away is quite hard to read. Actually probably pretty close to 13 feet (measuring in my mind by adding another met at my feet, would get me quite close to the television).

  I was watching a video earlier, I’m going to try and find it and then we’ll talk about it.

Suddenly it all makes sense…

  Videos like this are all over the internet. I enjoy them for more than their humor but because of what they represent. This, I think, is the essence of the average person. People are silly, desiring in fun and freedom. Wars, borders, hatred, bigotry, all these things are pranced about in the hopes of leading people to hate and to fight.

  But folks don’t want to shit on everyone around them, the average person wants to live a happy and healthy life with the least amount of conflict. It would be nice if those that didn’t feel this way could take a stab at it, even for just a year, would be quite nice.

  Also this game seems mighty picky about how accurate your bod movements are. Look at all that red.

By | 2012-04-28T23:56:03+00:00 April 28th, 2012|Journal|Comments Off on Chipotpourri