Right now, my life seems to be running like a load tumbling around in a dryer. There are a lot of things “tumbling” about me at the moment. So WARNING. I am a bit “moody” at the moment.
But I came across this article about Charles Bukowski saying basically that “you have to learn to write in the coal mind.
A couple of weeks ago, I had to travel to Allentown PA area to attend a camp session to renew certification I have. I will spare the details because I want to keep it for the most part separate from the material I post here.
But here are two things I noticed.
This time I gave myself more of “cushion” on time in my travel to the camp. So I was getting hungry on the ride down and need to stop somewhere for dinner. I also made it a point to avoid “chain restaurants”. At this exit, as I pulled off I saw a sign for brewery/pub. I will stop at any place that makes their own beer. Here I tried their IPA. A little too mellow on the hops for my likes but still enjoyed it though. It was also the area’s “Restaurant Week” so there were specials of an appetizer and a meal for $17.
The Appetizer I picked was “Deep Fried Pickles”.
Why? Why not.
It was not that bad. And then I realized with the proper breading, deep frying and served with ranch dressing you can probably getting people to eat an actual “dog turd”. I also know dogs that “produce” enough to feed a small village. Given “supply and demand” equation here this would solve World Hunger. A bit gross. Yes. But sometimes difficult solutions have to be implemented.
And another “Sacrilegious” practice that has to be addressed. When it comes to “Buffalo-style” chicken wings the ONLY option is Blue Cheese Dressing. Ranch Dressing as an option for them is just plain wrong.
And now on to the Second Injustice I had to witness on my trip.
The Camp Sessions went from 7AM until 10 PM every day I was there. So when it was over it was time to hit the showers. After that, it was time to get my Kindle to sit at the campfire ring to get some reading in before bed. Well, the second night another gentleman came to the campfire ring with His Kindle too.
And this is what I thought, “Oh My God. A reader.”
The Reader is “An Elusive Creature” for me to find these days.
As he sat down I asked, “So how do you like your Kindle?”
And then it hit.
“Oh, I just have a Kindle to play games.”
And then another hit.
“I like playing the Slot Machine Game.”
All I could think. Slot Machine. A game where the only thing required is to push a button and wait for three symbols to line up. A game that has the worst message of a “strategy for life.”
And he sat there for 20 minutes thinking he was accomplishing something.
Now I truly know how the Morgan Freeman character in Se7ven felt.
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