Once again it is lunch time and I thought I would spend it the only way that seemed sensible on a day like this: sitting in the park typing some more mindless slush for my rantings-page. Speaking of which, I stopped at Macs and picked up a Coke Froster to help me enjoy this wonderful weather.

I think I will continue to write about the craftiest ideas I have been pondering. The problem with working all day at job that partly involves stuff that you want to do anyhow (ie. writing) is that you never entirely get to write what you want. That isn’t to say I don’t add my own flare to the things I am explaining: I think that is mostly responsible for the kudos I’ve been receiving on the ‘freshness’ of my style. However, I look back at what I write for work and what I write for self, and they are on entirely different playing fields. What I write for work has meaning and purpose. Self: well, less so, but in a completely internal and self-gratifying way.

So therein lies the problem: I want to write something fun - intense - so when you are reading it you sit back and go, wow. Something that is slick: sort of like the feeling you get from slamming your head in a door a few dozen times. What I get to write all day long is this: sit back and learn, folks….

This is not a complaint, or a vent, or anything like that. I love my job, and the very fact that I AM writing is soooo cool. But when you mix your hobby and your profession - as I am trying to illustrate - things get lost in the translation and sometimes you just need to take a minute to refocus. For example: I sit in the park writing nonsense into a Visor - of all times but on my lunch BREAK from that exact thing - rather than doing something even more pointless like browsing in Chapters or the like. I do it not to amuse the world, but to get a grasp on self, and - for all intents and purposes - satisfy that urge so I don’t do this while I am supposed to be working.

It makes sense to me.

But now the sun has disappeared behind a cloud, and the temperature has dropped to just barely bearable, so I’m giving up this pointless pursuit - for the moment. Until next time amuse yourself by clicking the theme to Gilligan’s Island with your mouse buttons.