In Other Words...

It is so true, the weirdest stuff really does happen to me.  Sometimes I think it is my imagination, nope, it really isn't.  Between working as a "cottage cook" for a gay man and a grocery girl stock girl for a lesbian woman, I am pretty sure that there is never a dull moment at my job.  For me its really just this constant rationalization that, "Yes, I really do work at a grocery store."  I actually like the simplicity of it all now.  I get teased like mad crazy for the pink clutch, which carries chapstick, Iphone, and hand lotion, I have clipped to my jeans all the time.  Its all kind of endearing now.  What would I do without the homosexual bosses, mentally retarded janitor, overdramatic concierge, and manager who thinks i'm his ex girlfriends twin?

About the picture? Sometimes when life drives you a little crazy you just have to turn your head, change your perspective, and have a sense of humor.  

The Pearl

Just a random pic from my trip to Colorado to see the fam.

The Pearl, by John Steinbeck is amazing.  Its kept reminding me of The Lord of the Rings or The Old Man and the Sea.  In many works of art, whether it be literature, film, or 2D art there is this overlying theme of man being so in love with some sort of physical object that it literally eats them alive.  Its so simple in theory, but so profound.  How easy is it to become so lost in something that seems amazing, but lost our true identity in the process?  "What profits a man if he gains the whole world, but lose his soul?"  To remember what is truly important takes a foresight in life that we just don't have all by ourselves.  But with the help of "God or the gods" (as Steinbeck brings out in the book) it we can live with the a deeper outlook.  This life and the cares of it are so fleeting and short that it behooves us all much more to remember where the most solid of foundations lay!