That's something, ain't it? in Normal entries

I’ve been thinking a lot about sex lately. I know, it’s relative, um, incest is relative literally, figuratively “a lot” is abstractly relative to how much I thought about sex in times not considered lately. Yes, it’s an occupation of humanity that predates recorded history and people thinking about sex sort of lines up with recording history; like cave drawings, I’m pretty sure those spears and, um, caves, were etched over things more explicit. And people thinking about sex is a multi-billion dollar collection of industries. Yes, I managed to make a provocative lead in boring. I have no immediate plans to rectify that.

You know how every now and again someone in some institution tells you and all you’re fellow cogs “There is no such thing as a stupid question?” And you know how nobody ever buys that for a second and you, perhaps, like me, definitely, quits listening until we’ve come up with at least three stupid questions? Among the top three has just got to be “Did you Cum?” It’s not stupid the way saying “did you see that?” to the person next to you as you both witnessed a plane crash land. It’s a different kind of stupid and the degree of it’s stupidity changes, almost proportionately to how earnest the questioner is. It’s not like real earnest is more stupid than not earnest at all, it’s more of a bell sphere than a bell curve. Back at the institution; if you ask “Did you Cum” of the, for instance, Teacher, Drill Sargent, clergy, you’ve got bigger problems than intelligence, relatively speaking.

Most rhetorical questions seem pretty thick headed too, but, “How’re you?” to, say, the green grocer, is much better than “Hi, I’m Haredawg. I’ve selected items I’d like to purchase; will you aid me in this transaction?” Because everyone knows you are not Haredawg, and because you’re very presence with a grocery cart already implies your intent. In that context “How’re you?” isn’t really even a question, not the way it is when you drag someone from a burning vehicle and you want to A) check cognitive function and B) have them help you with the triage.

I haven’t watched live TV all year, um, TV on TV is what I mean, not shows that aren’t pre-recorded. When I watch TV it’s on my computer and is an extension of xfinity On Demand. If it had commercials originally it has commercials On Demand. Because it seems edited differently I think they probably aren’t the same commercials it aired with. That’s interesting in a marketing sense, I would assume on demand commercials are cheaper. It makes for weird commercial breaks though. Lately I’ve been seeing three ads for lyrica in the same break; three ads for lyrica that are different. Almost everything is the same except what it’s treating. For one it’s diabetes, for another it’s fibro-myalgia and the third … I can’t remember. All the side effects are the same and the formula is the same (someone talking about how great shit was and then whatever medical problem they have happened and things are shitty then they mention lyrica and there is a montage of people having a less shitty time as the voice-over tells about all the horrific side effects and it ends with you asking your doctor if lyrica is right for you. I think that might qualify as a stupid question.). So, do they not know what their drug is for or is it possible they don’t have your best interest at heart and don’t give a flying fuck about what you do as long as you are buying lyrica? Another stupid question.

Ok. I set out to write an entry and it seems I’ve succeeded in writing several words down right next to each other. That’s something, ain’t it?