I’m about to embark on a week-long vacation. I own a few laptops and part of my first-world problem is trying to determine which one to bring on my trip. Yes, I’m aware of my ridiculous situation. Kids are getting killed within their schools. Wars, diseases, and starvation are taking their toll upon the people of the world.

18 years is a long time. Too long? I think so. I mean that’s the age of two children who died in Texas last week put together.

Yes, that’s a cold and cruel statement. I’m a bastard.

I’m also so very tired.

Puritan thinking: “Being tired is something you ignore. You can rest when you leave this world for the next.”

Again dark.

 

I’m not a puritan. *Hell*, I’m not even vegan. In the near future, I’ll be on that plane having to watch one of those safety videos where oxygen masks drop from the ceiling. Those instruction videos say to put your own mask on before you attempt to help those around you.

18 years since my last vacation

I’ll be gone only a week.

Will I come back a changed person? Will I come back with a vigor for life that will enable me to change the world? (for the better?) One would only hope so. Did Hitler take vacations? I’m sure he did. Did he need a break from being evil? Remember in his own mind he wasn’t evil, only trying to right the world from the evils that already permeated it.

So… do I bring my expensive laptop, which I can do more on, or the cheap $200 one that I can afford to lose should it be randomly “adopted” pool-side?

Everyone has their quirks. Some worry about selfish things like loss prevention while others mow down children or entire countries full of detestables.

 

I’m really needing that week-long mask fitting right now.

Now if you will excuse me, I’m going to get back to killing fictional children with fictional pew-15’s on my fictional world of Puritopia. Yes, I’m going to hell, the same hell where the vegans end up.

 

I have a dark sense of humor

Can you read the text in the image under Steve?

 

Humor, the lifeline of sanity?

 

*Time out*

 

The above statement of humor being the lifeline of sanity just popped into my head. So… being the idiot I am, I googled it. Look what I found…

Read the text under the picture just as with the Steve Martin one above.

WTF?

How random is that?

 

Life, it’s not predictable, it isn’t even… fair. Children getting gunned down and here I am posting images of Dwight.

 

 

 

 

Backstory: Dwight is the code name for my own little *Adolf* I had as a boss a few years back. No, I didn’t lose my life but she treated us, the entire unit, like we were her red-headed step-children. Don’t you worry you female challenged catapillar-lipped bridge troll, I haven’t forgotten about you.

 

Humor, it’s what helps keep the (lotion on the skin – to prevent sunburn by the pool) sanity.

 

And with that, I’m out of here.

 

Tootles all

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