Words are an oddity, and most seem to be wasted now. It is said somewhere between fifty and ninety-three percent of communication is non-verbal, so we can agree that the majority is non-verbal. Then why are words so important, why do each sentence I choose to say seems to be weighed with a certain discernment. Too many words said and the message becomes over-used and feels stuffed with filler, too little and the message could be lost somewhere in translation from my lips to your ears.
Too much travel and too little sleep results in sickness for me. The weekend was a whirlwind of here to there adventures. Thursday: a camping trip that was put together in a couple of hours. I tend to forget how clear the stars are without the lights of town when I get caught up in life. I still giggle like a 12 year old girl when a group of us are trying to go to sleep in the same tent. “Ha! Look who’s not talking and look who is!” Why is it that when you go camping no matter how late you go to bed you tend to get up at the crack of dawn? We decided that trying to cook scrambled eggs for breakfast would be too much work so we packed up camp and made the Village Idiot(Village Inn for those of you who don’t get the reference) do all the work.
After watching Pirates of the Caribbean 2 Bri, Mat, and myself packed up for the weekend and headed over to Cheyenne. The evening was spent at Cheyenne Frontier Days at the carnival. Half of the time was spent thinking “I hope to god we weren’t like that when we were in Junior High” But the truth of it was we probably were, we would like to think we weren’t but we thought we owned the world and we didn’t owe anyone else the time of day or respect because no one gave it to us. I still hold out some hope that we weren’t quite as bad as them.
Saturday we drove down to Denver for the concert we have been waiting for, for months. The Hush Sound, The Dresden Dolls, and Panic! At The Disco. The show was amazing, all of the acts were great and if you have not heard of them I suggest you go check them out. Do it! Now! Amanda and Brian of the Dresden Dolls put on an amazing show, better than what I could have imagined. It was well worth the 2 hours we stood in-line outside in the sun, in Denver heat.
“all I know is that all around the nation
the girls are crying and the boys are masturbating”
–Shores of California by: The Dresden Dolls Album: Yes, Virginia
Should we be careful with our words, how much we use them? Maybe, but maybe not. Most of us have now headed west. To find the sun? To find ourselves? If we go far enough west we'll hit palm trees and sand, eventually getting lost in the depths of salt water and sea weed.
Here is something I have been working on for a bit:
I believe everything has a direct cause
and effect: open the refrigerator
door and the light goes on; build
it and they will come; step on the
left and you go a little faster; step
on the right, you stop. But like everything
else, I’ve been known to take this
too far: I believe Euripides performed
his tragedies in the morning and his
comedies at night so News at 6 could show
their accidents by 6:15 and I can tune in
late for just Sports, Weather, and
Entertainment. I believe the Vikings worshiped
a god of both war and poetry so samurai could
write haiku so there could be cameras in
Normandy, cameras in Bosnia, and cellphones
in London. Scheherazade sung 1,001
stories so there could be a million man
march on Washington. The Romans named mice after
muscles so I can be born in the year of
the rat. I believe Persians invented shish
kebab because they only had their daggers so
the Chinese could invent chopsticks because knives
were too barbaric for the table. (I believe
the internet was invented so poets could
do fact-checking) Melville wrote Moby Dick
so he could die. Freud invented free association
so Ginsberg could write. I believe Icarus lost his wings
so my friend could lose his finger. We voted for 4 more years
of Bush for 4 more soldiers accused
of rape. We teach children long division
so they could learn movement from a desk-driven
science. I believe in a world
of strict causality. Making sense of the world
any other way is just too much work.