Cosmic, Accident
I was sitting in Joe the Barber's waiting for Sam to get done with his haircut. I'd already gotten mine (and if you've never had your head shaved with a straight razor, you haven't lived) and I was reading gloss. gloss is a small-format, local periodical that's made up almost entirely of ads for dance clubs and choir-preaching editorials, but it's better than nothing (well, arguably).
[beat]
Ok, right now Joan Rivers and Shannen Doherty are on an episode of The Graham Norton Effect and I uttered to Sam words that I never thought I'd say: Poor Shannen Doherty. Joan is telling her trademark two-part tasteless jokes and Shannen is mortified. Nuff said.
[beat]
Anyway, I was flipping through gloss and near the back were the horoscopes (or, given that it's gloss, whore-oscopes?). I read mine, and for the first time, I felt like I couldn't even try to apply this or any horoscope to myself. It made assumptions of mobility and participation and ability. I mean, how was I going to keep my life on track when it's not on track now? Have you ever noticed that horoscopes don't ever answer that type of question?
Then again, am I so desperate that I'm insisting that a gloss whore-oscope come through for me? Then again, I'd missed a couple of doses of neurontin, so my brain was [mis?]firing again on all cylinders.
Then again. Stir crazy. Yeaaah.
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Oh, it was only 30 minutes of reading, interspersed with talking to Joe while he cut Sam's hair.
In a sense, it was a good thing that my brain was so active and actually getting bored at all.
Posted by: GodOfBiscuits | February 1, 2006 02:01 AM
Hang in there Jeff! I am starting to come off the lexapro I am on and my shoulder is feeling great! You had a much more serious "expierience: than I did. Love ya. Sam
Posted by: sam barbose | February 1, 2006 04:00 AM
Hey Jeffers: I bet some of the SF universities have courtesy card plans for the non-enrolled. Scoot over there and grab you some excellent books. Then you'll be prepared next time you go to Joe's. Or how about this: buy an ipod and listen to podcasts or music or what not. Or get yourself the 12" Apple laptop. Does Joe's have wifi? I'm not giving advice or telling you what to do though.
Posted by: Giovanni | February 1, 2006 06:04 AM
*hug*
Posted by: Josh(ums) | February 1, 2006 06:35 AM
Diagnosis:
Definitely stir crazy!
Prognosis: Not life threatening. Curable.
Treatment: Need to really mix up that daily routine. 'Too much thinking! Not enough distraction!'
Posted by: Tony | February 1, 2006 12:26 PM