Sunday, April 16, 2017

Nothing To See Here






Staying out of your way seems to be the biggest problem. Do you choose the one you love or do you love the one you choose? Who cares? The pesky New York Times put that question to me this morning.

My struggle with relevance has ended. It turns out to have been irrelevant all along. Some would call it laziness, a lack of ambition. Most don't know about it. Don't care.

To avoid being the last one picked, start your own kickball team. Throw your own square-dance. Let me introduce The Nationals.




1 comment:

  1. Relevant to whom? You can't be relevant to people who can't define it, muchless those who can because hell - it may not be the specific type of relevance they were looking for. But you get to be Ronny Elliott, which is a pretty good gig and you're damned good at it. I like it. Lucy likes it. Logan, our damned invisible cat hasn't complained. Of course, since it's invisible it might not have a voice. But it sure does have an annoying set of midnight sound effects.

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