I think I have something wrong with me. I don't feel compelled to follow the teachings of any major religion. I am not the least bit patriotic, i.e., I don't believe that renaming food in the Congressional cafeteria in order to remove any affiliation (loosely definable as it may be) with France is a good use of Federal resources. I think the notion of land ownership, though necessary, is actually quite ridiculous...like a person can actually pretend that he has any control over the final disposition of any portion of the universe's matter. I don't think that reality TV has any redeeming qualities. I think that taking of a hat during a solemn event is unnecessary, as solemnity is felt inside the heart and not shown with the way one displays his accessories. I think those puppies kept in the little cages at the pet store at the mall look absolutely miserable and probably don't appreciate having to eat so close to where they crap. I've noticed that people don't seem to appreciate my opinions, so I must have something wrong with me. I think I've said enough today, and I think you should all have a great weekend.

Another Friday...another post. I hope that everyone out there had a great week. I have to admit that composing posts to this blog is considerably more challenging than I had originally envisioned it to be. I have many things to say, but I don't want to dig to deep, because, let's be honest, ANYONE can read this; although, I suspect that no one has. Once in a great while I attempt to use a semicolon correctly, but, admittedly, I don't know if I am or not. Until next time...

It's Friday afternoon, and my office is dead. No one being here has both an upside and a downside. Upside: I don't really HAVE to do anything. Downside: I don't end up doing anything...and the day limps along. Ah well, the weekend will be in full swing in a matter of hours, and I shall slowly return, if only for a couple of days, to being the fun loving guy I used to be before I started working.

Work is an interesting thing. I'd be lying through my teeth (see drnate.blogspot.com if you'd like more information on teeth or anything else related to dentistry) if I said I didn't like the money that comes with stable employment. At times, however, the sacrifice feels unmanageable. There is something extremely depressing about having my natural thought processes hijacked for 40 hours a week. I've gone from having a young, eager, inquisitive mind to being jealous that I used to have a young, eager, inquisitive mind. On the bright side, the change is most certainly reversible, and this change is most likely to be brought about by truly stimulating work. I used to think I was lazy, but the older I get, the more I realize that, like most people, I'm happiest when I'm operating at the limits of my ability, and not below those limits as is the current situation.

To end this week's dose of brain sewage, I would like to add that the simple act of putting the preceding words in print has already helped to ease the proverbial "bitter taste in my mouth" left by another week of helping "the man" get richer. Enjoy the weekend.

I started this blog because I wanted to post comments on my friend Nate's blog. When I signed up, it prompted me to create a blog of my own...so why not. I'll be back to post when I don't have to minimize my screen everytime my boss walks by.