I bet most of you think that all I do all day is sit on my butt and blog my ass off. Well, that’s partly correct. All my blogging occurs when I’m sitting on my butt. But, I don’t do it all day, and never to the point where my ass detaches from my body. I can just imagine: my ass in front of me, floating off into cyber-space. Never happen. However, metaphorically, my butt-print goes out there with every post I make. How asinine.
Sitting on your butt can entail (get it?) a lot of things. But usually has a negative connotation, implying that you ain’t doing jack-shit, are avoiding things or are just too damned lazy to stand up. It’s my favorite position, and often aided by the use of a recliner.
Sitting on your butt doesn’t mean you’re doing nothing. Heavens no! You are rather, doing things that don’t require burning a lot of calories, such as contemplation, day-dreaming, spacing out while listening to music, and oh yeah – enjoying fantasies of all sorts. Most of the time I’m very busy from the ears up. It just looks like I’m doing nothing. But I ain’t doing nothing, I’m sitting on my butt.