Tag: The List

I’ve got to sleep sometime…

NOT FUNNY

NOT FUNNY

Must…sleep…

But then I remembered this one time where Rob (Loki) and I were hanging out with Elizabeth and we were so so far from sober, and Rob asked me what is was like to be wise….and I answered that wisdom was for the long-lived, meaning that I wasn’t on the list…and he responded by looking at me, and saying, “Tony, you’re always going to be our ancient Wyrm of wisdom.” The three of us laughed. The moniker caught on a bit.

Elizabeth died two months later…of Leukemia I think, I found a bottle to crawl under for a couple years…

This may be the worst run of insomnia I’ve had in a long time. I am actually getting sleep, but it’s been impossible for me to wind down until the wee hours…and even then i have to write a bit and then read a bit to get my mind wound down.

I suppose that’s a perk then, eh? I get to stretch some literary muscles and speak about random shit to an audience of wonderful nothingness that is the internet.

Today was such a killer awesome day though, I am sure thats why I am still thinking a million miles an hour. Added to plotlines for the book(s)…added two more canvases I’d like to finish before old ages prevents me from getting around to it…added more to-do’s to the video game whiteboard…talked with my mom about all the crap I have to do in order to hire contractors/employees for my upcoming projects (she’s my own personal wyrm of wisdom, to coin Rob’s phrase).

Time to try for a night of sleep…

-T




If you’re an ex, you need to read this…

…and even if you’re not an ex, you might still something.

Yaknow…I have to start this quick rant by saying…I honestly feel blessed to have been in the relationships I’ve been in, and to have met, called friends and regarded as loved ones some of the most awesome women on the planet. Seriously. You all know who you are and should be smiling 😉

…but every once in a while “people” pop up (by *people* I mean women with a weird obsessive grudge and some sort of creepy need to cyberstalk me) that really make my arse twitch.




It’s not all that bad…

Sometimes I’ll notice that the brighter I see things, the darker others tend to see the same view. At the same time I’ll kick back and smile and say to myself, “Self, not too shabby at all.”

…the great part is that I mean it.

My rants here may leave the impression that I am one sour angry punk. If you feel better with that impression, I implore you to read no further, because I can live with it, and if it allows you to make sense of the world…well…my work is done.

But if you’re the least bit curious…30+ years of telling myself I’m screwing things up has finally led me to understand that I wasn’t always screwing things up. A few very key changes in my life, combined with more than a few key blunders, led me here to a spot that is warm n fuzzy when I need it to be. Those things missing aren’t regrets. They are goals & ambitions, some of which I’ve had planned since I was 8.

See there wasnt just The List, there was also The List. Which is to say that there is a list of things I promised myself I would do in my lifetime. Believe it or not…I’ve already knocked out most of them. Those that are left are the projects that leave a mark and leave you grinning like an idiot all the down that nasty fall into the abyss.

You see I am already there, so now all that’s left is alot of the generic stuff (like swim with dolphins, do my jig on the great wall, meditate at the top of the great pyramid). Dont get me wrong there are a couple other things that are way higher in priority, but still…I am already happy.

…so I guess it’s just time to get happier, eh?