I know right...

... Three post in what is it, two weeks (and now your thinking, 'this guy is just trying to build off the momentum') and I'll tell you, life has to be crazy, or it gets boring.

Sorry I just left to wash some dishes... and when you just write exactly whatever you want it is hard to keep track of the thought that I had when I finished the last sentence...  Regardless the show must go on.......

You don't know how tempted I was to end the post there... but you guys are worth more than that to me (if you couldn't tell, that is me selling out to the momentum).  There was once a day I would blog how I wanted to blog, and I didn't care how much momentum I had or rather didn't have... but now that a little is building I guess I don't want to waste it....... . . . . at least not yet.

Not to say that I'll sell out.... at least not for money.... well I guess everybody has their price, I won't deny that.

Well back to dishes... but not really, I all of a sudden was hit with a wave of intelligence so I will type for a bit more (I know who would even give me an offer to sell out with).  Yet I sold out to the momentum, and now you are left with this rubbish of force posting (not a licensed force power).  Yet if you calculate worth of post by how many times I had to explain using brackets (like I do.... if you couldn't tell) this post has been a raging success.

ps. If you know anyone else who just types whatever

they want like what you read here, you should let me know

pps. Brackets are my most accurate measure of greatness 

(yes, even for people... take Einstein)

pps.  If you just double blinked and said what... 

I get a point for sure... that is if your reading this... 

you know who you are 

ha, I needed that... (prior) and I did (post)

That title was written before typing this post, so it is a little presumptuous saying that this will be good.  Good in what way you may ask, and to be honest I don't have the foggiest clue.  Except for the fact that this will be a good bit of therapy for a blogger's mind... namely mine.  (I had to come back and add a little humor to this post so this seemed like a good place)  Despite my best plans to make this funny, my typical random thoughts betray me to reality.

If that did not make sense, I am preparing you to buckle up, this won't be funny, it also doesn't make sense (I can say that because this short blurb was written after the fact)  Basically you could refer to this, what you are reading currently, as the prequel, or preface.

That out of the way let us begin with the basics... I am baffled by almost every aspect of life... not to say that I am going insane, rather all the little details are doing (pirouettes) circles in my head.

The main one is competition... and it all of a sudden doesn't sound like a small detail.  Rather it is riddled with it's own small details.  What makes us want to win, and what makes it okay to lose?  At what point does a casual game become an important game... and should it ever be that way... does competition help increase the amount of enjoyment?  Why is competition enjoyable?

This sounds like an odd thing to think of, but it is just one example of how all the small pieces of larger pies have infiltrated my brain this weekend, and more or less this is just a way to say something.  Which is what I needed to do... write something down.  (To be totally honest, I could have written anything down and been satisfied... well at least that is how it feels).  Basically I have to wonder, why do I have the desire to win and why do I feel like life is a competition, because my worth is not based on the abilities of others.

ps. pirouettes of thought can sure make a guy dizzy,

you might just agree if this post had the same effect on

you.  If so, you understand how my thought process

has gone so far this week.

pps.  I don't know if I can promise better but I hope something more

natural will come together next week, but if not so be it.