rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,
rejectomorph
flying_blind

Indulgence

I'm feeling quite the sloth at the moment, having spent two hours watching reruns of Bam Margera's show on MTV. I'm sure I could have made more productive use of that time, but the show invariably sucks me into its delightful world of childish destructiveness. Why could I not have been a skate punk? All those hours I spent in libraries, I could have been gathering scars and breaking bones. It's a bit disconcerting to realize at my age that I have an inner Bam, but life is full of surprises. At least I've never found myself to have an inner Charles Manson or an inner Tom DeLay. I must admit that I might have an inner Bill Gates, but it is my good fortune that my particular skills and talents are not particularly conducive to his emergence.

I also once thought that I had discovered my inner Gypsy Rose Lee, but it turned out that I'd only drunk too much that night, with the ultimate result that I nearly ended up without anything inner- stopping, I suspect, only just short of feeling something round and furry. While it's certain that I could do worse than having an inner Bam, I do believe that an inner William Carlos Williams, for one example, would do me more good. But I guess we don't get to choose our subconscious passions. In the end, I'm glad that there is an outer Bam, through whose publicly flaunted antics I am able to indulge those passions without exposing myself to any actual risk of physical harm, other than the possibility of laughing my ass off. I can only hope that the risk of psychological harm is also minimal. But I still feel a bit guilty about spending so much time at it.
Subscribe

  • Reset Twenty-Two, Day One

    Despite a nap that lasted from sometime shortly after noon (I can't recall exactly when) until after five o'clock in the evening, I find I can barely…

  • Day Out

    Tuesday I was not at my best, but I still went out and made a bank deposit (ATM) and shopped in a couple of stores. My niece had picked up a few…

  • Reset Twenty-One, Day Thirty-One

    Monday didn't get particularly smoky here, but by afternoon we could see the enormous pyrocumulus clouds hanging over the mountains. Reports say the…

  • Post a new comment

    Error

    switch
    default userpic

    Your reply will be screened

    Your IP address will be recorded 

    When you submit the form an invisible reCAPTCHA check will be performed.
    You must follow the Privacy Policy and Google Terms of use.
    Help
  • 2 comments