Open letter to my boss
Dear Boss,
Fuck you.
Sincerely,
Honest Ape
Air Guitar Hero
While grocery shopping today, my wife and I saw a teenager, maybe 16 years old, playing air guitar while his mom was getting deli meat. But then we realized something. He wasn’t playing air guitar. He was playing air guitar hero. His fingers were moving as if they were pressing buttons and his other hand was frantically using an imaginary strum bar.
What the fuck is going on? Playing air guitar hero is like standing in line and pretending to play Halo on your 360 controller. It made me think. Is there some disconnect between the guitar and the game guitar hero? Are kids not sure what an actual guitarist looks like when he/she is playing guitar? If not, that’s sad. And really, playing air guitar OR air guitar hero ain’t going to get you nothing but funny looks. And if you hope to ever get laid, you better keep the fake playing of a video-game controller to your bedroom.
03.3.08The Last Lecture
I just finished watching one of the most touching and inspirational videos I have ever seen. Randy Pausch, a man dying of Pancreatic Cancer, can teach you more about life and living well than any book. He’s a man with only a few more months to live, but his lecture is anything but morbid. I strongly urge you to set 11 minutes aside to watch this video. Don’t play it in the background while multi-tasking. Give it your full attention. He deserves that much.
01.21.08So, when do I get my “Sane” badge?
Today was my first day of my “Partial Hospitalization” program. In case you’re wondering what that is, allow me to educate you. Partial Hospitalization is going to a supervised environment, with aggressive therapy and medical management. The “Partial” refers to the fact that I get to come home at night. It was an uncomfortable situation, which was to be expected, but it wasn’t as bad as I feared. I actually am starting to feel a little more positive about my depression in general, which is likely a combination of things I’m doing in addition to the PH program. Things like having a daily schedule, exercising, seeing a therapist, etc.
With luck, I’ll be back on my feet soon. I’m not pressuring myself to get better too fast, since I know that’s only going to cause me grief, but I’m hopeful, which is a new feeling for me. In any case, the posts will be a little scarce this week as a result. I’m sure you’re used to the occasional dearth of posts around here, so thanks for putting up with it again.
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