I AM Shpilkes

May 23, 2010 at 5:40 pm Leave a comment

If there’s anyone alive more hyperactive than I am, I want to meet them. Of course they’ll probably drive me crazy. I drive me crazy and I’m me. Do you ever want to get away from yourself but you can’t because you’re you? I know the feeling.

I wonder why I’ve been so tired for the past few months-menopause, depression, the change of season, boredom with a mind that just won’t quit even after the bell rings, the tenth inning, the clock runs out of time. Gee, maybe it has something to do with that fact that even at 53, I just can’t stop moving and/or talking. Even in my sleep. Or so Dave says. I find it hard to believe that after moving and talking all day that I wouldn’t just conk out and keep still for a few hours, so once the willingness outweighs the inertia, I’ll set up a video camera and see for myself. With any luck, the few seconds of fame I’ve enjoyed  in my professional life will encourage someone to steal the tape and put it on YouTube. Or Blip. Or Vimeo. I just added those last two to make you think I was cool. Of course I’m not because if I was I wouldn’t care whether you thought I was cool or or not. That’s sort of Zen-ish, which is definitely cool unless Buddhist references became outdated while I was sleeping and allegedly moving and talking.

Was I talking about anything important before I got off on this tangent? i hope not, because I forgot, and I’m too lazy to read the beginning and find out.

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