Tuesday, September 23, 2008

Telling Himself a Story

A few days ago I was taking the trash out to the dumpster at work. I threw it in, closed the lid, and started heading back inside.

Before I made it to the door, a bum stepped in my way and revved up his cash-generating sad story. He told me that he just moved to Fredericksburg and that life hit him one. His boss was arrested for drug abuse. His car was stolen. He didn't even mention if he had shelter. He was fifteen dollars short of a bus ticket back home.

The fist thing that struck me about this homeless man was how cleanly-shaven he was. He had a sweet mustache, so it's not like he couldn't grow facial hair. He was quite well dressed, too. No, he wasn't sporting an Abercrombie hoodie, but the clothes he had on were strikingly clean.

But the one thing that stood out the most was how he told his story. He was telling his story to himself. He would often roll his eyes and throw his head back. His story was not a plea for my help. It was an attempt to convince himself that he really was homeless, car-less, jobless, and cashless.

I really did feel bad for him. I had a five dollar bill in my pocket, but I wasn't going to feed the flames. I offered him a prayer, and he declined. I still prayed for him as I walked away.

I felt really cynical assuming immediately that his story was a lie. The more I thought about it, though, the more I realize it doesn't make sense. His appearance, his mannerisms, and, most of all, the way that he told his story. It looked like he was trying to convince himself. I just happened to be standing there.

“A lie told often enough becomes truth” - Vladimir Lenin. Yes, I did just quote a commie. Those guys were smart cookies, but they used their knowledge for evil. Getting back on topic, people can tell a lie so much that they begin to concentrate on how it sounds coming out of their mouth. That is when a person stops telling you the story and starts telling it to themselves.


Sunday, September 14, 2008

Calcium Hasn't Changed

Dear Internet Conspiracy Theorists,

Milk is not evil. Milk is still good for you. Stop it.

Love,
Dan


Monday, August 11, 2008

Jim

Guys and girls. Love and hormones. Pride and emotion. What can I say that hasn't already been said? No, I'm not going to attempt anything epic and deep. I'm just going to say whats on my mind now.

There's a guy I met a few weeks ago through a friend. Ill call this guy Jim. So Jim seemed like a nice guy when I first met him. He wasn't obnoxious, he wasn't intimidating, and he seemed to be pretty straight-forward. He was a very likable guy. He was also the kind of guy you couldn't see hooking up with a girl. Sure, twenty years down the road he'd probably have a wife and a few kids, but not now. But some people can surprise you.

Jim is not laid-back with the ladies. No, hes not pushy, and he's not terribly flirty. But Jim has no problem playing the field. He gives out compliments he doesn't really mean. There's nothing wrong in the words he chooses, but his intent is shady at best. And occasionally, hell just let loose that dirty thought hes been holding in. Its not just a comment here and there, though. Jim says these things often. Several times a day, to several different girls.

Maybe you're thinking I'm being to harsh on Jim. And maybe I am. But there's a difference between a nice guy giving out complements and a guy playing the field. After a while, you start to wonder if his comments are genuine. After a longer while, you start to roll your eyes whenever you see him rev up his hormones.

Why am I telling you this? It irritates me. Jim seemed like a pretty cool dude, but all that seems pretty low to me. Is it hormones? Lust? Love? I don't know, and I don't really friggin care. All I know is it annoys me.

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Friday, August 1, 2008

The Launch of The Mind of Dan

It is here. After about two weeks of designing, building, redesigning, facepalming, and sleeping, TheMindofDan.com is ready for THE INTERNET. But is the internet ready for the mind of Dan?

So how does it strike you? Are the colors too red? Shut up, no they aren't. I would like to hear your thoughts, however. Scroll down just a bit and click up that comment link. Because themindofdan.com totally includes a fancy-pants comment system.

So, the blog. I'll try to update it semi-regularly with any number of different topics. The posts could range from how awesome Bill Nye the Science guy is (that dude is so awesome) to life, love, and happiness. I have both strange thoughts and deep thoughts rolling around up here. Let's see where it goes from here.

Oh, and by the way, Internet, this blog also has an rss feed you can subscribe to. So check it totally out.

Peace.

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