With 8 days left in this country, i am tying up some loose ends. Everything is winding down, but ramping up at the same time. I am super busy. I see change around me. Change in colours, change in attitudes, change in numbers. Everything is changing.
“Blessed are the forgetful: for they get the better even of their blunders.”
— Friedrich Nietzsche
Andrew
I would spend today very far away from here. Dec 18th is sort of a negative landmark for me. I’m not so much a holiday guy anyway, but this day I could go without. Which is why I’m not sleeping now. I think I will wait until 7 and then go into the woods for a few hours, then back to save the nice people of Myers Park from making bike purchase mistakes!
Good morning,
Andrew
The bike collection slims some more! I’m still typing up some good stuff from my recent time alone. A conversation with a friend really shot some holes in my theory, so I have to re-form my argument.
Also, today a long time customer and local mountain bike racer’s friend came into the store. She disclosed that he not only needed bib shorts for Christmas but he is now separated from his girlfriend of over eight years! I was amazed. I thought they had a great relationship, most everyone even considered them married. I ran into the female end of the now failed union and asked her about the situation. She said she was in love with the idea of him and his lifestyle, but 8 years of horrible sex was enough. Apparently they should’ve stayed good friends…according to ——.
I later had dinner with another friend of mine Corby. It was another great dicsourse. I thought about the word meloncholy quite a bit and why someone would be discribed as such. More on that soon. Time to head to the mountain.
I have been hiking a lot. I had an amazing conversation with myself in the woods on Sunday. I’m working on something big. I will finish it soon. Hopefully it will offend less people than my article in Endurance Magazine.
Thanks again for the pictures of the birdies! Also, I am not approving anonymous comments so please sign in!
Andrew
Blair Turner says “That guy is fucking weird as shit”
More later……
-If you have never heard the album Chaos AD from Sepultura, it is a classic! Reminds me of my days in Seth Nicholson’s Buick driving around Charlotte.
I don’t follow the news very often. Today I was listening to the most bad-ass radio station on XM, which is called hip-hop nation. The DJ said some pretty funny shit about OJ Simpson’s recent sentence. I was laughing my ass off when he was talking about how OJ has a bunch of guys around him always encouraging him to do stupid shit. “Well, they gotcha now bitch!” OJ got away with murder, but eventually things caught up with him. Now he is in prison, and no one to tell him what a great ideas he has.
This really got me thinking about relationships. Your friends are the ones who will stab you in the front. Literally, your friends will tell you when you are being an idiot, or when there is spinach in your teeth, or when you think robbing a store after getting away with murder will probably get you tossed in jail. The relationships we all need to be a little more aware of are the ones who only call you when they need something, or are a little too good at keeping secrets, or will happily throw another person under the bus as long as it serves them better.
This is sort of a reflection of capitalist ideals. Naturally it trickles down the hate chain of corporate relationships, penetrating our personal lives. If you feel like this is you, I would seriously have another look at the people giving you the big thumbs up next time you feel like it may be a good idea to jump off a building, beat up a homeless person, or do anything uncharacteristically destructive.
Andrew
I met AJ today at the super-mega buy store. He was working the customer service desk. He is an early thirty something black gay male. (he disclosed this to me, not an assumption) I realised my wireless router worked fine so I was going to return the one I purchased a few days previous. I was also returning the sweet hardcase for my iPhone. My iPhone needs the old school case, not the one designed for the G3 iPhone. I lost my receipt as soon as I made the purchase, which was going to make the return difficult. AJ tried to find my purchase using my debit card, but was unable. I asked him about his initials. I asked him where he was from, and why he goes by AJ rather than Anton. We discoursed about his job here in Charlotte and why customer service was busier now than it ever used to be. He told me about the guy working the other desk that raises “holy-you-don’t-even-want-to-know-what” when things go wrong. 
Good conversation. I was able to become fascinated with him. I engaged him as a human with a past and a story to tell, rather than like a worker robot. There are too many robots, or more accurately, people portraying robots because of how they are treated by others. Aj even said he remembers me walking in last Wednesday and pointing Hannah Lehman and I in the direction of the wireless routers. He is a person capable of remembering, feeling, and even sharing some personal information with. In the end he overlooked my situation and issued me a full refund on my unopened merchandise. Great experience.
