Naturally Unnaturall

I’ll Come Up With A Good Title … Eventually

“I’ll get to it … later.” A phrase we all know and love, some of us more so than others.  One has even become a super hero with the catch phrase “I’ll get to it … EVENTUALLY!” (15 cool points if you know exactly what that is from)  Now I’m fully expecting dancing lobsters to be at the end of this post. (if you don’t know what I’m referencing by now you lose 15 cool points) Before I get completely lost in making references to old TV shows I’ll get to the point of this post.

We seem to love to procrastinate all the time.  Even if you say you don’t, you do.  Whether it be for school, work, laundry, groceries, or even showers we seem to put it off till the last minute.  Why for all that is good and gravy do we do this?  Is it cause we’re lazy, no cause we get it done just later.  Is it cause we have poor time management, possibly.  I say neigh, and not because I’m a horse, cause I’m not, I’m a very cool and masculine unicorn.  I say we procrastinate because of the adrenaline rush we get.  For whatever reason we as a people today thrive under stress.  Only when we are under duress do we get stuff done and save baby’s from burning cars and what have you.  Therefore we instinctually wait to last minute when it is most stressful to get our ships in a bottle done oh and other important work.

I find this most odd because we spend the rest of our time, when we aren’t stressed out of our minds, sitting in front of the computer or TV bored to death.  How often do you find yourself in front of facebook mindlessly stalking old friends, ex’s, and your crazy neighbor Steve?  Why is it that we must be in one of two states of mind: stressed out or bored?  I have no real good answer for this, other than the old man answer “Kids these days don’t the value of hard work.”  Having nothing else really to say I’ll cue the dancing lobsters now.

Gather Yer Horses, We’re Going Somewhere

It’s been a long and grueling 12 months but you made it through. Congratulations!  Though the harvest may not have been as bountiful this past year and there was a bit of a drought we survived with only a few members of the family getting dysentery on the open trail, I count that as a success. 

Oregon Trail references aside, the beginning of the year is always an interesting time of year.  We all gather together and get sah-wizzled (is that a proper term for getting drunk?) and start the year with a hangover, which are apparently apart of a balanced breakfast for college students.  We say we are going to start a new and finally get in shape or eat healthier or finally learn how to ride a razor scooter.  But as sure as someone in your party will get dysentery on the Oregon Trail you end up failing by the end of January.  You go back to driving by the gym or eating nothing but donuts and ramen or that razor scooter collects dust in the garage.  And having recognized this pattern several years ago I resolved to never make another resolution, to which I have faithfully kept to. Guess that makes me the winner winner chicken dinner!

This year is somehow a little different though; no I didn’t make a new year’s resolution.  The big difference this year, I believe, is the fact that I’m a big boy now.  I grad-gee-ated from college, which means I don’t have to wear these silly diapers any more cause I can pee and poo in the toilet like a big boy.  It’s odd to think that I am at the point in life of joining the elite working class.  Good thing I plan on delaying that with more school, which I question what possessed me to think it was a good idea to do.  This year does however scary or undesired some of it may be it still promises to be an interesting one, especially the way last year ended.  I’m sure y’all are rooting for me to have year that has me writing a lot of funny blogs. 

It Begins

It has finally happened, I caved and joined this crazy world of blogging.  I never thought I would see the day when I gave into popular internet trends and started one of these blog thingys.  “Why now are you giving in if you are so against joining?”   Well I have to admit that I have had a bit of a hankering for it for a while now, kinda like a pregnant woman wants to eat the strangest things like pickle ice cream.

 Babies aside, the question now is what is this blog thing going to be?  Well I plan on putting a bunch of random things here, no real discernable trend to anyone but me probably.  A friend once asked to spend just five minutes inside my head, well this is basically what that is going to be.  A series of observations, reviews of music movies and whatever else needs review, and my general experiences of life.

“So what’s with the title, Naturally Unnaturall?”  In all my observation of the world and self analysis I have come to the conclusion that humans and I specifically are by the standards of nature not natural.   This scene from The Matrix kinda explains what I am trying to say, only with more villainess approach.  “But why is unnatural spelled with two L’s?”  Well someone else on the internet already stole naturally unnatural, jerk.  This forced me into misspelling it, oh well I guess it adds to the “theme”.

So here I go, trying to write a blog thing.  I’ll attempt to be regular unlike my friend over at Wade Vision, yea I’m calling you out for the whole internet to see.  So I raise my apple juice box in a toast, here’s to hoping that this isn’t only read by my mother, grandparents, and aunt.  And yes mom I am wearing clean under wear.  So here goes nothing, Naturally Unnaturall is officially launched as of … now.