So inevitably what happens, as I try to choose what to do, I opt for d) all of the above.
I turn on ABC. Regis & Kelly he's annoying she's darn funny. Rachel Ray in hopes of an easy dinner recipe. The View I find hot topics pretty entertaining/aggravating.
I start sweeping and cleaning. I can clean and get a dose of brain mush tv cause I need more shit for brains. Did you know daytime tv causes mad cow disease?
So I sweep and scrub and think. Then I stop sweeping and scrubbing and sit down to the computer. And write and read and stand up and start scrubbing again.
No wonder it takes me weeks to get my bathrooms cleaned. Or the clothes folded. Or make it to yoga class. Or get that delicious home cooked meal on the table the way I'd hoped.
I do hear crazy things as I clean, though. Not crazy like crazy voices in my head. Crazy things on the TV. During one of those 3 second Eyewitness News spots I hear...
...death toll from tsunami rises into the hundreds how to win free tickets to Disney World...
Are you kidding me??
We live in a fucked up world.
Not... there was another tsunami folks, maybe this global warming thing has some merit let's all be a little more responsible just in case humans ARE having an impact on global weather patterns. Or... we're promoting Disney because ABC owns Disney or Disney owns ABC or someone owns us both or something.
I don't know. It all drifts into my brain and thank god these days it no longer puts me over the edge or paralyzes me or makes me cry. I can think about the insanity and it doesn't make me feel insane.
OK. I have to go buy some shrimp and artichokes and hearts of palm to make a really good salad created by one of Oprah's ex-chefs. Probably mercury drenched shrimp from a tsunami pounded coast and artichokes from Spain and hearts of palm from Israel.
It's getting hot in here... the water's rising around my ankles.
Just saw the pictures of this week's typhoon in Vietnam and tsunami/earthquake in the Philippines/Indonesia. Now my stomach hurts. I think I'll bag Oprah's shrimp salad and maybe just give the kids grass from the backyard. A low impact, small footprint, local, organic, vegetarian grass dinner.
Whew... now I feel better.
But the water's still rising.
Ok, maybe I feel just a teeny weeny bit insane.