You ever stop and wonder why the hell I do this?
The caffeine, right.
Good to see some of you are paying attention.
Caffeine is a wonderdrug of sorts.
There is a writing challenge online every year during November called National Novel Writing Month.
NANOWRIMO for short.
The challenge is to write 50K words during the month of November.
I try to do it every year, and as a result, I have written several novels.
There is a common catch phrase among the NANOWRIMO crowd that large amounts of caffeine can increase your word output every day.
There is more truth to that than you know.
Caffeine is the opiate of the literary masses.
Which would make Starbucks a fairly clean opium den.
I am ok with that.
I actually heard two women discussing caffeine the other day.
One of them made the statement that “Caffeine really shouldn’t be classified as a drug.”
Whatever you need to tell yourself.
We all lie to ourselves every now and then about caffeine.
She said this, by the way, as she sipped a Latte.
I can quit anytime.
Keep telling yourself that, sweetie.
Personally I have no intention of reigning in my caffeine intake.
I get a lot of shit done by being a hyper, edgy dick.
One thing I am not doing is packing for Burning Man.
(Google it, the explanation is a post all by itself.)
It will be the first time in 6 years that I will not be attending.
Long story, equal parts finance, timing, drama…etc.
So I suddenly find myself with a spare week at the end of August that I have not had for awhile.
And my dance card is full.
I have the whole period of time filled, but I cannot say why.
So I will at least be busy and not thinking about incredible works of art, great bands, wild experiences and that soul refreshing clarity that comes with unplugging for an extended period of time.
A midget just walked into Starbucks. (Can you say ADD?)
That was a little abrupt, but a little person coming into Starbucks is a legitimate squirrel.
As opposed to those things that distract you and were bullshit.
Bumper stickers, billboards and anything on your iphone when you are having a face-to-face conversation with someone is not a legitimate squirrel.
Back to the midget.
This is interesting.
Thick long black hair and a pretty face.
I don’t know that I have seen a little person before that I found attractive.
At least if we start dating, we don’t have to worry about whether we will have little children or not.
My having been snipped decades ago kind of ends that discussion.
This woman is fascinating.
A very elegant face.
I am entranced.
I would introduce myself and hit on her, but she appears to be in her twenties and I am an age discriminator.
Sad, but true.
A woman might be pretty as all get out, but if she is young enough that I could have realistically fathered her, game over.
And yet, I have a few friends that are in their 40’s and try to only date women in their 20’s.
Good luck with that.
It’s mean, but twenty-something are usually dumb like a stick and hile thats ok, they are supposed to be, it is also a turn off.
I miss the days when I was a sexual butterfly, floating on the breeze and banging whoever, whenever.
I was in my 20’s.