So the new year is here and i normally don't make resolutions, but I was really bored at work and my mind wandered off to some pretty odd daydreaming. Which made me recall someone I'll Mike R.(because his name is really Michael R!@#$%i). Now I've known Mike since I was about 10 or 11 years old and he was a strange daydreamer then. He's always been a big Journey(way before Steve Perry's golden pipes became ironically "hip") and Huey Lewis & the News fan.
He was convinced that his father was a CIA operative when we were 10 and most recently I saw him wearing a security guard uniform but I don't think it was official. The uniform seemed a little off for anything professionally made, perhaps he had made it himself or had killed a real mall security guard and disguised himself as one. I don't really know, but what I do know is that I still cross paths with him about once a year at random and it is always hilarious and self assuring to know that my life has turned out much better than my former grade classmate's. Not to belittle Mike in any way mind you because Mike is living his dream. See Mike is not an idiot in any way shape or form he's a reasonably intelligent person who is at most harmlessly delusional and always has been. A conversation with Mike R. is life affirming whether it be about his latest scheme to corner the market on riverboat "captaining" or about his screenwriting gig where he has been chosen by C.S. Lewis only legitimate heir to "truly adapt her works for the screen because hollywood has fucked them all up!"(C.S. Lewis was famously a religious family man). The beauty of Mike's life is that he loves his life and believes truly that his next big opportunity to join MI6 is right around the corner, after he gets done tuning his "axe" for an audition for Foreigner of course. Mike R. is crazier than a shithouse rat and seems to be genuinely loving life from what he tells me. I think he was wearing the same Huey Lewis 1984 world tour shirt under that uniform that he got at Licorice Pizza when we were in fifth grade.
So what does this have to do with New Year resolutions and daydreaming? Well it made me think about how much fun it must be to be randomly insane. I know, I know, mental illness probably isn't really fun by that's not what I'm talking about(plus I don't think Mike is any more mentally ill than anyone else he's really just weird and poorly socialized, kinda of like a puppy trying to please). What I'm talking about is how much fun and how liberating it is to just do or say whatever the fuck you want randomly. Unpredictability rules and chicks dig it!
This is why I don't wear underwear, chicks dig it!(if you get that reference then you are cool). I realized during all of this that I'm not as angsty, moody, emo, artistic, or pierced as most of the LJ community. I'm just a married geek who gets really bored at work and that I really do enjoy my life and family. What I resolve to do is to just be a little fucking crazy throughout the year and blow off some steam harmlessly while I amuse myself more often. I also resolve to post more often.