simplicity at its worst

                We have platitudes and dumbed down metaphors because the lowest common denominator is always being sought. the easiest way to convey a message, the most reliable way to market a product, the most straightforward route from point A to point B.

laugh now, because these are a decade away from being the new Air Jordans.

        I had Taco Bell last night. Bean burritos, because they were vegetarian and a dollar apiece. If i had my own place, i could have instead made my own bean burritos, after soaking the pinto beans for a day and frying my own tortillas and chopping up the white onions, topping it off with shredded mild cheddar and salsa (strangely enough i would have gone with safeway select brand southwest salsa though). I would have enjoyed that. instead, it was just food. it made me not hungry and didn't taste like much of anything; the texture didn't bother me, and it was, undoubtably, convenient. initially i asked myself: "Why did I do this? What possessed me to go out and get taco bell?"
       But i thought of it abstractly at that point.
       It had been so long since i ate there, i asked the guy behind the counter if they still had seven layer nachos (they don't). It was kind of bittersweet, like i haven't been to taco bell for that long, but also that i was going back. It wasn't until about eight this morning that i cut the existential taco bell shit and really started wondering, "Why did I do this? What possessed me to go out and get taco bell?"

Long time, no see!

      No matter how positive i try and remain, no matter what good intentions i have going into something, or how passionately i feel about it, the end result seems to be just bringing me one step closer to death. I'm not talking about taco bell any more, or if i am, it's in the loosest sense possible. I've been thinking about this bumper-sticker tautology, the twitter anomaly, the quote fascination: that if you can't express it in 160 characters or less, it probably means that you aren't trying hard enough. This can't be an individual's fault; it's so prevalent it has to be a societal thing.  Louie C.K. did a nice little bit where he talks about mobile phones, and how (you know, since he was 41 at the time) he remembers rotary phones and the white people problems that went along with having to dial zero on the rotary phones. I'm pretty sure there were eighties and nineties stand up comics who wrote entire bits about the "fast food mentality" or whatever; but the memories are pretty vague and i don't give enough of a shit to cite references to ANYTHING 90's, including obscure janine garafelo or jerry seinfeld quotes, at 11:51 on october first 2014 when i'm thirty years old and have been eating Cipro for over a week and my girlfriend still lives in New York and I haven't gotten laid in six months.  I'm pretty sure that past thirty there's all sorts of bitching and moaning that goes along with losing a decade, and as much as i don't want to do it, it's going to happen.

   

yeah, i picked up the script late. Nobody is paying for it but me, so quit complaining.

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