I’m sitting on the floor of an old San Francisco medical building hallway. On a carpet that has been here since the Kennedy administration. I can only hope that it has been cleaned since Marilyn Monroe was getting down in the White House.
Not exactly the ideal setting for a Friday morning.
I know you are probably concerned about the purpose for which, I find myself sitting on the hallway carpet of a medical building. No need to worry, I am only early to a routine appointment with a dermatologist.
Arriving earlier than expected, I pulled out the old laptop and opened up a blank Microsoft word document. It has been awhile since I last wrote. There is something beautiful about a blank word document. However, when uninspired, the blankness can be equally as terrifying. Today, I wouldn’t exactly call myself inspired. I just feel like rambling a bit. That was the original point of the blog, was it not? To spew my uncontrolled and often confusing thoughts on a blank screen and attempt to make sense of them. At the very least, entertain a few readers with a few minutes to spare.
The receptionist finally arrived and has now let me into the waiting room. My ass is no longer living in the 60’s. Though, that would have been a fascinating time to live in.
Anyway, now that I am in the comfort of plush waiting room chairs, old magazines, and elevator music, let me move on to other thoughts.
As I went through my morning routine today: wake up, check email to be sure nothing crazy happened during the 8 hours I was away from my iPhone, check Twitter for the same purpose, and then get the heck out of bed. Why is it that I have to check email and Twitter before taking a morning leak or brushing my teeth? I have to confirm whether or not something BIG happened or not. Just so I know.
What is with our fascination for ground breaking, earth shattering news? I can feel myself, for even a split second when my email is loading and my Twitter feed is updating, almost hoping for something big. Perhaps, a firing, acquisition, or reorganization announcement from the CEO of my company. Maybe a promotion, big opportunity, or random email with thought provoking or constructive feedback from my boss. And what exactly is it that I am hoping to find on Twitter? News of a political coup? Another quasi celebrity doing something moronic? Sources stating that the Los Angeles Dodgers have defected to the Mexican Penal Leagues to play for Rick Vaughn’s former club?
I understand our sensation for becoming enthralled with dramatic news. The Casey Anthony trial is a perfect example of that. There’s a reason why tabloids are such big business. We eat that shit up. What I am trying to wrap my head around, is whether or not it is our desire for discovering sexy, controversial, mind blowing news that feeds the nature in which we lock onto a story and ride it out for years once it breaks.
Maybe.
Either way, my morning ritual will stay the same until Twitter or Facebook develops a feature that wakes me up when something BIG happens that the algorithms know, for a fact, that I personally, will devour and share once I discover it.
- Crafty Lefty
