Sunday, December 05, 2004
INERTIA
A body at rest stays at rest; a body in motion stays in motion. Geez, lets look at that. Physics is pretty obvious. How likely is it that a lump of clay will jump the hell up on its own and cast itself thru the universe at 200 miles/second?? Conversely, how likely is it that a lump of clay hurtling thru the ionisphere at 200 miles/second will just come to a complete halt of its own volition.
Resistance to change is a viable psychological concept in much the same way as is Newtons law. Ya gotta getchya ass off the couch in order to get the booty shakin. Or ya gotta just drop yer ass on the couch if yer booty's shakin too fast. See? Physics is simple...
Laugh, Love, Have se..."oh my God, was he gonna say it???", you gasp.
Thank God I'm married! The thought of being in a situation where sex is not at least an option is oppressive. I feel badly for all the women alone in the cold, lonely, dark night. (The hell with the guys - its their own fault. LOL)
time for bed - we'll finish this in the A.M.
g'nite
GOOD MORNING WORLD! (its 2 in the afternoon - busy night last night)
OK, back to the subject at hand....
I've found that just the prospect of having a gig scheduled or a potential job in sight is enough to provide the slimmest of hope enabling me to hang my confidence on that thinnest of thread. And just a little confidence is all you need to TAKE ON THE WORLD (or escape the insane asylum for another week)
Why all this need for confidence? Certainly not to gape into the mirror scowling provocatively, growling "I dont need those bastards - let 'em all go to hell". No its
to just be able to look at yourself and still be able to laugh, albeit at yourself.
But that's where inertia comes in. Just that little thread gives you the smallest bit of spin to keep the wheels, though tiny and labored at times, moving. Moving enough to give you at least the opportunity soon for 200 miles/second momentum; or passionate love; or just great sex; or passionate love AND great sex (or at least the relaxed option to choose as you quietly lay next to someone you're comfortable being with).
Resistance to change is a viable psychological concept in much the same way as is Newtons law. Ya gotta getchya ass off the couch in order to get the booty shakin. Or ya gotta just drop yer ass on the couch if yer booty's shakin too fast. See? Physics is simple...
Laugh, Love, Have se..."oh my God, was he gonna say it???", you gasp.
Thank God I'm married! The thought of being in a situation where sex is not at least an option is oppressive. I feel badly for all the women alone in the cold, lonely, dark night. (The hell with the guys - its their own fault. LOL)
time for bed - we'll finish this in the A.M.
g'nite
GOOD MORNING WORLD! (its 2 in the afternoon - busy night last night)
OK, back to the subject at hand....
I've found that just the prospect of having a gig scheduled or a potential job in sight is enough to provide the slimmest of hope enabling me to hang my confidence on that thinnest of thread. And just a little confidence is all you need to TAKE ON THE WORLD (or escape the insane asylum for another week)
Why all this need for confidence? Certainly not to gape into the mirror scowling provocatively, growling "I dont need those bastards - let 'em all go to hell". No its
to just be able to look at yourself and still be able to laugh, albeit at yourself.
But that's where inertia comes in. Just that little thread gives you the smallest bit of spin to keep the wheels, though tiny and labored at times, moving. Moving enough to give you at least the opportunity soon for 200 miles/second momentum; or passionate love; or just great sex; or passionate love AND great sex (or at least the relaxed option to choose as you quietly lay next to someone you're comfortable being with).
