Wednesday, December 23, 2020

"To All"

I guess I’ve always been kind of a nobody. Even when I would win awards in school, the teacher would start off by saying: “Yeah, this guy’s kind of a nobody, but he’s the winner of this award so you can clap if you want; you don’t have to, though, if you don’t feel comfortable.” 

Most of the kids never clapped--I guess they didn’t feel comfortable--and it was extremely awkward for everyone involved, especially me. 

I guess I was that guy kind of floating through life, like a balloon, until one day I floated away, away from everything and everyone. That’s when I would say I lost my point of reference. Even though I just compared myself to a balloon, and I stand by that comparison, I’d say I’m maybe more like a ship, a ship lost at sea that can’t see the coastline, no great beacon to guide him ashore. There’s no lighthouse. And without the beacon, the proverbial lighthouse, you’re just a man at sea, lost at sea. Any port in a storm, they say. Any port in a storm.   

Sunday, November 8, 2020

"My Apartment Complex"

I don't like to put my problems on other people, but over the last three weeks, the cool kids at my apartment complex have been bullying me mercilessly. I always try to resolve things with words, peacefully, but there was no getting through to these guys (and girls--the girls can be the meanest sometimes). Anyway, I said, "Hey guys, picking on people isn't funny; it's just childish." Well, that didn't get through to them so I stabbed one in the stomach with a toothbrush I fashioned into a shiv. Bam! That shut them up and sent the rest of them flying away on their bikes, as their buddy crumpled to the ground. Yes, I think it's safe to say I took care of that situation! No one's gonna push me around and give me a hard time! No, I stand up for myself. I'm the kind of guy who handles his own business, no matter what--Oh, God, here they come again!