I hate it when things are out of order. Especially after a long trip, when ya pull into a gas station looking for some relief, only to find that their restroom is ‘Out of Order’. Talk about being pissed. Maybe it’s my Germanic heritage, but everything seems to go a lot more smoothly when everything is in order. There’s less room for error, which means there’s less of a chance that something could come around and bite ya in the ass.
Well, I had a real brain fart just the other day, and skipped a page in my sketchbook, leaving it blank, and drew on the one after it. Now that may not seem like a big deal, but when one strives for continuity, and is very careful to date each entry, it really screws up my chronological order, and presents a dilemma. What do I do with the blank page?
Of course being a total space cadet, I didn’t realize my error until the day after I drew on and dated the subsequent page. I could have just pulled the blank page from the book, but then The Wife would’ve accused me having ‘male rage’ or suffering from testosterone poisoning or some such shit. Well, as poisonous as testosterone is (especially those on the receiving end of it [and that includes all them guys on the commercials who are wiping that shit on their underarms like deodorant. I had the awful thought: What if I had some of that crap in my medicine cabinet (not that I need it of course), and my four year old grandson found it and decided to be like Grandpa, tried some, and wound up with a beard and a new-found desire to
fuck everything in sight explore his sexuality. One of the many side-effects]).
Where was I? Oh yea…so I couldn’t just it rip out. But going back the day after and drawing on it was against my principles. And God knows ya gotta stand by your principles; even if they’re not working, running the country into the ground, and only benefit the wealthy and few. Unless possibly, I lied and fudged on the date. That seems to work for most ‘men of principle’, who’s main principal is to stay in office at all costs by keeping their idiot base happy.
But no. I’ll take the High Road (my favorite road*) the road less traveled, and admit that yes, I totally spaced out and skipped a page. Like they say in AA, “Hello, my name is Hansi, and I’m a space cadet”.
* I also like The Road to Perdition. More traffic on that one, but at times very scenic.