Why I Do Such Things

As the sameness of my work and environment closed in on my mind and soul, feeding the now formidable flames of my cynicism and disaffection, I knew something had to be done. Something life-changing. The answer? This Book Will Change Your Life. Written by the intentionally obscure authors Ben and Henrik, this book is a 365 step guide to truly living. Each day I am assigned a task from this book- anything from trying a new fruit to bailing a stranger out of jail, or navigating an entire day without the sense of touch. I will hand deliver my emails for a day, pick up a hitch-hiker, get into a fight, and learn ballet. Hellen Keller says "Life is a daring adventure, or nothing." I plan to make it the former... (to read more, click here)

Saturday, February 19, 2011

Paranormal Day

Day 31

Today, I kept an eye out for the paranormal. While I saw no ghosts, nor was I slapped by an invisible hand, I did have an experience that convinced me (for the day) that there is a government conspiracy against me.
Towards the end of the day, I did not feel like I had seen enough paranormal activity. What better place to be, then, than the graveyard during the full moon? Several of my friends and I walked out to the graveyard, mostly because it was a nice night, though I had the additional motive of hoping the dead would rise. Though my friend's "Hipster dance" did make her appear possessed, that was the extent of the para-normality that the graveyard had to offer. We decided to walk out to the bridge and watch the cars pass under us for a while. It was quite an enjoyable experience. A mix of contemplation and elation accompanied by high fives whenever a semi honked at us. The lights of the cars spread out over such a distance could actually be described as pretty. Not nearly as pretty as the red and blue lights behind us, though. Wait, where were those coming from? Yes, there was a police car pulling up behind us. We greeted him politely, though dazed. This was not something we had planned for the evening. He asked us what we were doing, and informed us that we were actually not simply looking at the cars, and that we were in fact throwing things. We explained that we were in actuality watching the cars and the moon, though it is possible that some of the gravel from the road may have been disturbed by our feet and thus plummeted down to the highway as the reports suggested. We seemed to sort out the matter well, and I was feeling confident about the state of our toes (one of us happened to be wearing sandals- in February), until a second police car pulled up.
We repeated the information to the second officer, and just as we finished, another car ambled down the road towards us, pulled over, and the two policemen inside got out. We were now detained by four police officers. One for each of us. The entire process was done with civility and respect on both sides, however, today being the day that it is, I have no option but to believe that these were no mere police officers.
Here is my theory:
The government has recognized that I am too intelligent for them, and will be likely to overthrow them and institute a better form of government (any suggestions?) in my future years. It is now their goal to build up a "crime" record for me in order to frame me for a crime I did not commit, thereby incarcerating me for the remainder of my life. The did, of course, send elite CIA operatives to accomplish this mission.

PS. Last night, I had a dream in which all of my friends were about 4 feet tall. No hedgehogs, though, nor airplanes. I'll have to try harder next time.

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