Sometimes...and other times, too, Drew!

 

Is what Red would have to say about my life choices right now. A type "A" personality, obsessive to the point of crazed, he was never one to go half-ass into anything. If he bought a guitar or a car or a computer, it was after an extensive amount of research. 

And he wouldn't stop talking about his latest area of interest. Everyone he came near got their ears bent with a full lecture series on whatever he was into at the moment. Be it dog training, his band, his hot rod, his police training or gun collecting, you were going to hear about it.

When I first met him, he was "in love," still dating his wife to be. That obsession lasted almost until they were married, but his love for her got replaced by the search for the perfect tube amp. Once a new focal point came into view, all other previous interests ceased to register in his consciousness.

Extremely focused would be putting a positive spin on it. Tunnel vision, blinders or oblivious would be other ways to describe it. 

His wife lived without A/C in her minivan, despite his being a master mechanic, because his priorities lay elsewhere. He was restoring a 67 Barracuda with a hemi. Or he was breeding Belgian Shepherds, or immersing himself in the world of IPAs.

Why am I going on about a guy I used to work with over ten years ago? I dunno. I just had a thought or two about the type of people who get things accomplished, and his name came to mind. He was a full immersion participant in any project he took on. If he was in for an inch, he was in for a mile.

I am about the polar opposite, personality type-wise. I am a slacker, unable to get even my feet wet in tackling new projects or areas of interest. I may be obsessed with something for a time, but I always go for the path of least resistance and, though not usually satisfied with the results, I live with them. 

Right now, I'm experiencing computer and display issues with my television. I made a hasty purchase when my last new TV gave out. Now I'm wishing I had Red do my research for me before buying it.

It occurs to me that the world exists because of dissatisfaction. In the beginning, God, in the infinite void of space said, "Oh, hell no. This ain't gonna cut it." So he created "something" as opposed to keeping with the spartan theme of "nothing" that He had going on before that. 

So now we have existence and free will and life and death and millions of things inhabiting the vastness of the known universe all because God had a bug up His butt. 

Couldn't He have just left it alone? He had to go and fuck it up with the whole "infinite possibilities" model. 

I know there's a lot of good, enjoyable stuff to be found if you pick through it. But ya gotta admit, there's a fair amount of rubbish. Good old-fashioned fucked up shit that could have been left off the list of "things to include in My universe project."

I don't have the energy right now to even begin categorizing the layers of crap I'm dealing with. I doubt I ever will. I'm still alive, but that's all I'm gonna claim right now. If that's even an accurate description of what is going on with me.