Observations and Random Thoughts

I have an “unusual gift” of noticing the remarkable in some of the most unremarkable things. Some people would say it’s what makes me an artist. I say it’s deeper than that. I’m just more aware of my surroundings than most. Long story short, I notice ish. Couple that with a mind that NEVER stops cranking a mile a minute and you get a fairly skewed thought process. Here are some of my recent observations and “thoughts” about life in general.



I’ve waited 5 years and I think enough time has passed for me to enlist you, the reader’s, help. In Beyonce’s song “Baby Boy” featuring Sean Paul, what does “ata-ata-ana-ya” mean? How does he know I’m gonna like it? And that apparently shouldn’t fight it…



What’s the deal with that bushel of gnats that congregates above sidewalks at face level so you walk directly into them?



Would dating a set of identical twins simultaneously qualify as cheating? I mean they have the same face and superficially the reason you are attracted to one would be the EXACT reason you would be attracted to the other.



What is a “second world country”? I mean I know what a “third world country” is… And I suppose I know what a “first world country” is. Is this the same conspiracy that taught us about speaking in first and third person? How’d they know I didn’t want to speak in second person to keep people on their toes. Maybe “second world countries” speak in second person…



What were bald eagles called 10 years ago? Balding eagles? Receding hairline eagles?



Since I pay rent at my apartment and that’s the sole reason I’m NOT sleeping on the street for at least the next month doesn’t that indirectly qualify my apartment as a “homeless shelter”? Tax exemption here I come!!!



I don’t like when I go places and the employee tells me to “have a nice day” as I’m leaving. That’s putting so much pressure on me. What if I leave and have a bad day? I’ve let Mr Scholtzsky's drive through clerk down… And NOONE wants that.



Had to give you something short and sweet to get back in the saddle of writing on a consistent basis. It's tough trying to juggle everything these days.