With or without religion, you would have good people doing good things and evil people doing evil things. But for good people to do evil things, that takes religion.
The good life, as I conceive it, is a happy life. I do not mean that if you are good you will be happy - I mean that if you are happy you will be good.
Too much sanity may be madness and the maddest of all, to see life as it is and not as it should be.
The only way to find the limits of the possible is by going past them into the impossible.
August 15, 2009 - 12:52 a.m.
Let's start off with some audience participation. You write a paragraphs about my adventures today with the Chronoklepts. I'll wait while you write it. Finished? I hope it's good and you found it entertaining.
After I escaped from the Chronoklepts I actually got a few things done today. First thing I did was get a haircut. Why? I'm going to a wedding tomorrow. Have I even mentioned that? Lisa, is getting married. Yes my Lisa. She's moved to Massachusetts but the wedding is in her ancestral homeland of the Bronx. Ummm, where are the directions to the wedding, it was right here next to me at the computer. It isn't there now. Well it didn't run away. A breeze probably blew it off my desk. I'm not going to panic. So tomorrow at afternoon I'm going to a wedding so this was about as long as I could wait to get my hair cut. I haven't had one in ages. Maybe it was January or February. As you've noticed from my photos my hair has gotten pretty long. Here was what it was like yesterday.
You'll see the after photo tomorrow. I'll take one when I’m looking my best. My goal is to look spiffy.
I went back to my ancestral land of Bayside to my old barber. Yes it's a Supercuts, part of a chain, and my regular stylist wasn't even there but I still felt better going there. I lucked out, the woman I got was better than my regular one. She cut my hair well and she got me. She knew I what I was going for. She said that long hair suited my personality. So yes, it's still long, but much thinner. She even trimmed my beard. The first part of project spiffy went well.
My next stop was the bank. Believe it or not I never did a change of address there, till now. Computers don't like me. The change didn't go through. They are sending in the paperwork and it will be done in the back office on Monday. While I was there I replaced my bank card. Lots of machines had trouble reading mine. It now has the right bank on it too. My card send Commerce, they've been taken over by TD, the lying bank. Why do I say that? They call themselves, "America's most convenient bank." TD stands for Toronto Dominion, they are Canadian. Damn economic imperialists from the north.
It's going to be hot tomorrow. I have many suits but they are all winter suits. I was dreading the idea of going out in one of them. So after the bank I went to Syms, "An educated consumer is our best customer." How long have I been shopping at Syms? That's where I bought my Bar Mitzvah suit. Why shop there? I got mine at half the sale price. I got my $200 suit for $70. The pants were long but they told me that they'd have no problem getting them altered in time for me to pick them up at noon. I wrote that right on the receipt. I won't tell you about it. You'll see it when I post my photos.
I had a scare when I checked out. My credit card was refused. I figured out why. Last time I changed my card they told me that while it would work immediately as a debit card it wouldn't work as a credit card for 24 hours. The guy forgot to tell me that this time. It wasn't a problem, I just redid it as a debit. Part two of Project Spiffy is complete.
I have to pick out a shirt and tie. I might end up buying a new shirt but I hope to find one in my closet that I like and that is cool enough. I have some ideas. I called a friend tonight for some fashion advice but she wasn't home so now I'm on my own.
I guess I'm bringing my camera to the wedding. I'll feel awkward because I'm not going to know anyone there but I'll ask someone to take my picture. I shouldn't say that I won't know anyone. I've met many of Lisa's friends and both of her brothers but I don't know them well enough to feel comfortable. I think its' going to be a small affair. I just have to get myself in the same mindset that I do at music events where I always feel at home and have no trouble talking to strangers. Now I know that's not always true. I write about when my socializing doesn't work and I can't connect with anyone but it is usually the case. I have not been feeling any social anxiety. Until now. Nah, I'm pretty sure there will be plenty of single women so I'll have people to dance with. Sure I'm a spaz but I'm spaz that isn't afraid to look like one.
Here's a strange irony. Years ago Lisa told me, not asked me, told me, that next time I'm invited to a wedding that she's going to be my date. I have not been to one since. I ended up not being invited to the one she was thinking of and this is the first since then. I don't think she's going to hold me to that promise.
OK I lied again. I went to Roy's daughter Robin's wedding but I wasn't invited with a date to that.
Here's an unexpected pleasure of having a beard. I like the way it feels when I rub it. It's like petting a lamb. I wonder if that will rub off. The feeling not the beard.
Part of looking spiffy tomorrow is getting a good night's sleep so I better first to put this entry to bed, then myself.
Scene Kid - August 20, 2009
As Cool As I Am - August 19, 2009
Quest for Coolness - August 18, 2009
Dance Like No One is Watching - August 17, 2009
Lisa's Big Fat Fruhead Wedding - August 16, 2009
Email me: GordonLew at gmail
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