I’m no philosopher, but I think about stuff sometimes. Sometimes, what goes through my mind is really deep, like when I imagined how living at the bottom of the Pacific ocean would feel (wet and dark). Other times, it’s just about random things. Like last night I remembered this online stock investing thing I’d started last year and went back to check on how I’d done. I’d made money on everything, except for one company: the Build a Bear Workshop. Then, I just sat down and brainstormed about how that corporation needs to tighten up their corporate structure, increase their marketing, try to appeal to older shoppers, and cut back on overhead and excess costs. I did this for almost two hours. I’m strange like that and I thought it would be cool to just sit down and write out some thoughts/questions/random things that cross my mind and I felt were interesting enough to share.
-So, I went on Facebook just now and I saw this girl I used to go to school with. It’s her birthday today. I didn’t really think that much about it, I just wanted to say happy birthday to her. So, happy birthday.
-Whenever I get Chinese food, I always get really worried that my chicken/beef actually consists of rat meat that the restaurant uses to cut down on costs and maintain a steady profit. It’s delicious so I eat it all, but I often feel queasy afterwards and hate myself for my lack of willpower.
-When you buy jelly, what’s the stuff that isn’t fruit made up of?
-Serious question. How does Jell-O exist? Magic? It goes from a powder to a satisfying and nutritious snack in a matter of minutes. Technology these days.
-Whenever I read about people getting exiled after they did something bad, I don’t understand why they’re so upset. They’re literally getting sent on a permanent vacation. Napoleon got his own private Italian island. If I were them, I would be consciously trying to get exiled.
-I once told a girl that I was going to Belgium and she asked me if that was a language. Not only does that make no sense, it also makes absolutely no sense. I was honestly impressed by the lack of knowledge behind that question. Seriously, how would someone go to a language? If you were to travel to a language, would you visit various words? Take pictures of the different grammar rules?
-I read about these Polynesian tribes that would travel across the entire Pacific ocean, like thousands of miles, in these canoes. That just blows my mind. To go so far, all alone against the brute force of nature and sharks and what not, astounds me to no end.
Ok, so this was a weird, rambling post but I already wrote it so I’ll just put it up. I get that it makes no sense, but just go with it. Also, I’d love some suggestions for future posts, so leave them in the comments below. Enjoy Columbus Day, the holiday where we celebrate the life of a rapist and savage man who happened to find the Caribbean.