Stick the Needle Where?

I am amazed at the things people will do to better themselves.
Besides wanting to be a pseudo-intellectual (my best friend says we're equals...I have trouble believing that--the guy freaking scored off the charts when he was like 8--nice to think about--I just do not believe that of myself).

But seeing how I am a man of contradictions--

I like to hang out with the average person. I do not like academia as much as I thought I would. It is cool to have really great conversations with great minds.

And then...it just seems that--it becomes all about food, culture, class, philosophy, life, meaning, religion, politics and nonsense.

Give me randomness and nonsensical humor anyday (Go Benny Hill and Monty Pyton!)

Other times I really like to hang out with the jock type of person. IN this case I tend to be more confortable with the gym rat or surviorman. Because it requires wits to camp out in the back and know how to survive. I hate going to Big Bend only for one reason--

The weekend warriors who think being in the cabin is "roughing" it. The guys who complain if the wireless internet is running slow in the mountains. On the local level it can just be as bad when bird watchers go wild--only a few times have I heard the occasional *tsk* when I'm running out at Santa Ana. And I haven't been to Bensen in years now...it was such a bad choice to turn the place into a wasteland.

I loved to go out there and camp.

Anywho.

I feel so in my element with the gymrats--I must admit sometimes they have trouble talking about the meaning of life. Just do not get them started on the meaning of their biceps or their tans.

Although a selected few love to do the steorids and have been approached at times to partake in this drug culture.

Personally, the thought of being bigger, stronger and faster--would be cool. And then there are the opposite effects--smaller, limper, and slow to the draw. (That's right I went there)

Even some of the women do them too...for the life of me--no.

Books and needles---

Knowledge and power...

I may never have the 16 inch bicep or the 42 inch chest or be able to impress the ladies with my massive, ripped, shredded physique.

But I always have my brain and humor...I think.

Well--I have something going for me.
May be I'm smarter than I think I am.

Both worlds are not as perfect--but you take the good with the bad and live by your morals and convictions. We take the good and the bad with the ugly--like Jesus.

Seize the fish.