volume 2

you have been the one, you have been the one for me

Sunday, February 27, 2005

every once in a while kids come up to me looking for advice. they ask all different kinds of questions on all different kinds of things. mo, how do you play this hand in poker? mo, does astroglide or ky work better? mo, why does ashlee simpson suck so much? mo, whats the meaning of life? the first three answers are pretty easy. fold, whichever is on hand/cheaper, and ask ryan cabrera.

the last one is a little more in depth. and it might take a second for it to settle in.

it doesnt matter.

why do we breathe? why do we drink water? why do those of us with half a brain hate baseball? who cares?

it doesnt matter.

there are more important things to worry about, im pretty sure of that. hold on, let me check and make sure.

yup.

more important things

in this world.

to worry.

about.

like a teammate that just got carted off the court in an ambulance with broken bones all over. collarbone, wrist, arm. he'll be fine, though, cuz hes a hockey player. no swimming on spring break though.

like my last game playing in front of one of the greatest goalies i have ever known. he is a great hockey player and a great man and his four years are up and he will be sorely sorely missed.

like an unrequited love.

like a fake reporter with a fake name working for a fake news agency getting a free pass to lob softballs to the prez and the prez's press secretary. and that the whole scandal has gop antics written all over it.

and even though there are lots of things to worry about, there are things to enjoy in this life.

eating, drinking, and being merry. cuz its a celebration bitches.

its good to have good friends.

life is good, friends.

and i cant help but to think thats the real meaning.

posted by accident at 12:14:00 PM +

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