Monday, February 24, 2014

Day 20 and 5 of Happiness and Physical challenges.

So now its Friday and this whole day is a big misfired artist date. I need to get more creative because my last several involved me going to the mall. The satire in Dawn of The Dead finally made sense when I consider how many times I've found myself with nothing to do and opted to go to the mall. Now sometimes if I set out to go on an artist and if I find the whole thing uninspired I don't count it for my artist date. My plan was for my date to go out and compliment 5 strangers and I have to be honest that I completely pussied out on this one. First is nobody really seemed happy or open to any conversation at Barnes and Noble and second, I and I hope this doesn't make me sound like a dick but I didn't see anyone I wanted to compliment. I mean if I stared at anyone long enough I would've been able to pick something out but then you run the risk of looking fucking insane. So I'll put that artist date away for another day.

The positive part of the day was deciding what book to buy. I had several gift cards with me and I realized I hadn't grown up at all because just like when I was a kid in the toy store I couldn't decide what to get. I read lots of poems that day and that was the high point in fact I read lots of random ass books. A poem that especially stood out was Whitman's 'Crossing Brooklyn Ferry'

I also read joke books, books about random facts, and books about samurai. Someone should really create a blog based around reading as many bargain books as they can and documenting what they learn. Point is, when I was going through all the books on a wide variety of subjects and it remind me of my favorite quote from Henry Miller-

“Develop an interest in life as you see it; the people, things, literature, music—the world is so rich, simply throbbing with rich treasures, beautiful souls and interesting people. Forget yourself.”

Beautiful. So Maybe the whole thing wasn't a total loss.

Thursdays memories
1. Work was breezy and cool
2. Scary stories with my friend Nate.
3.  My friend gave me a mace and a rice steamer.

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