i woke up.
stared at the ceiling for 30 seconds.
rolled to my left and flopped onto my feet.
i hesitated.
do i brush do i start reading do i start homework do i pee.
i took the first. then the latter.
then i began culling this morsel of text for the geneeus.
yesterday i talked with someone about rudeness.
there is definitely rudeness around you.
i dont mean rude in the sense of hc fly.
i mean rude like i remove a rubber fish from my pocket and swish it
across your face.
actually that could be funny or at least the marx brothers could make it
funny.
still why is rude so compelling to people?
its a fugly way of making a point.
usually devoid of sarcasm which
incidentally
is one of my barometers for intelligence.
i think that kurt vonnegut should be as big of a celebrity as oprah.
or billy idol. or punky brewster.
i also think chad pregracke is one person i would call a hero.
i will be going to a potluck tonite.
it will be replete with fantastic conversation heroes and assholes and
absurdists
and sarcastic amazingers and amazingettes tasty eatables and wine.
mirth.
and there you have it. im walter cronkite,
and this was an unnecessary read.