the shame

I sat down sunday night to enjoy a night of relaxing and watch a few of my favorite shows when all of a sudden something shocking and aweing happened. It was 7:00 PM Saschatchewan time and the Simpsons was just about to come on the air when it happened. "this preview of next weeks blah and blah brought to you by (undisclosed malisious fast food joint)" WHAT!!! Now my commercials have commercials?!? Now not only are they telling me what to revolve my week around and get my hopes up for next weeks whatever, now thoughtless fast food dealers are subconsciencly affecting my diet (I write as the grease from an undisclosed delious fast food joint leaks from the corner of my mouth). Oh the sweet hours of life tick by and I, I eat junk and watch crap to kill the time as time kills me.
peace

The pelvic thrust

As if life is not busy enough, now I have gone and volunteered to work back stage at the Regina Performing Arts Center for The Rocky Horror Show. Due to my religious and moral beliefs I should be offended and maybe even a little outraged by this show, but I love it. Maybe it is the sheer rebelion of it all, or the stark contrast to my own life style. It could be that I like the questions it raises about social and behavioural norms, or maybe on some level I just really want to put on a corset and stockings and go prancing about. . . but probably not! I don't really know why I like it so much, but I do get a kick out of those crazy songs! This show is so far removed from reality that we can joke and laugh about dark perversions and twisted views on relationships and sex. At the same time, what makes us believe that this is such a twisted and perverted look at things? Is it because of how we are raised in our "normal" 2.5 families or is it something deeper. We all long for love, to have that emptiness in our soul filled with joy and purpose. If not joy then something please because the emptiness is unbarable. It seems that we humans will go to any lengths to feel "love" and acceptance in whatever form we can find it. Drugs addicts, AAA, enron, warlords, slumlords, pimps and whores, the proof is all around us. There are people that take to fill the emptiness and people that give up to fill it. What sadness and shame, what kind of animals are we? This is very depressing. There must be something more. There must be something better. If you belive we were created by a loving God or spawned from the primordial soup, you must belive that there has to be a better answer then all of this. Is it friends, community, fellowship, world peace. The answer is out there and it is more then 52. In the parting words of Dr. Frank, "Don't dream it, BE it."

Sincerest Apologies

I realize it has been a few days (maybe a week, I don't really know) since my last and first post. I realize now that I was perhaps a little more abrasive then I needed to be. As I look back on it now I think that I really just needed to get up the courage to attack this thing head on. I don't take back what I said don't get me wrong. I just want those of you that were not offended at the start and are still reading this to know that I do respect the reader (except you! You know who you are). This post is becoming difficult to write as I jump in and fill in pieces of it throughout the day. I find the only time I can write is when I am at work and then only at my lunch break and the odd times in between. try finishing a complete thought one day at a time, theres a fun way to fill the hours! So many good ideas and thoughts come to me as I work and when i sit down to find them they have vanished. Anything good I do have to say is either lost in the business or written in my notebook late at night and I do not feel the need to re-scribe what I have already written. Now I am just boring you with the details of my life, but do stick around . . . more is yet to come.

Welcome to my brain. SUCKERS!!!

If you are reading this then truly you have reached nearly the same level of bordom that I hit to start writeing this. Well, since you are here I will make my bloggers oath to you, you pathetic reader:

I will make no apologies for my spelling errorrs
I will not reconcider my sometimes offensive personality
I will write what I think if i think it
I solomnly swear to update this blog whenever the hell I feel like it
and finally, I am sorry if you like cats!

The bottom line is I need an outlet for my pent up emotions or whatever and you are a sick voyeristic person with nothing better to do. So I guess this is a good a start as any to this crazy journey. I somewhat sincerly apologise if I have offended anyone off the bat and if I have . . . thats cool with me, I dont want you reading my crap anyways!

peace
danny