I don’t know how much hiding this brain is actually doing since it clearly looks like a brain (half of a head too) laid flat on the ground, exposed to all! Oh my, exposed. For all to see, its flaws, its squiggly-ness.
Hiding in some grass? You can’t hide any longer, dear brain, you must embrace your flaws and your squiggly-ness because everyone is here and doesn’t seem to mind your brain at all. So come on out of hiding and be your big mushy self!
It’s okay to feel shame, to make mistakes. It’s okay that you’re not like all the others, smart and predictable. Like a heartless robot. No, that’s not you. You forget things, and say things wrong but don’t mean to. Maybe you are just going so fast, so excited to say something it comes out all bibbity, boppity. It gets a little scrambled. That’s okay, we like mush brain. We really do.
Oh, but since you’re out there exposed in some grass, watch out for the zombies. I mean it is Halloween time. On second thought, find a better hiding spot. Hide anyway, you don’t want to get eaten by zombies. I’m sorry I said all those positive reinforcements, now I feel I have gotten you so exposed that zombies are surely going to find you and eat your delicious, beautiful squiggly brain. GET OUT OF THE GRASS FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, they’re going to eat you!!
To continue my theme of brains this month, here’s some pumpkiny brains hiding inside pumpkins. For what reason? I don’t know. I guess because it’s Autumn and you’re being hit with a slew of pumpkins continuously until you buy one. So I apologize for bombarding your reading with more pumpkins! But what is October without pumpkins? And in other parts of the world I wonder if you get bombarded with pumpkins in your media and culture? What are your traditions?
The only pumpkin worthy of any recognition at all this year or any year is the Great Pumpkin, everybody knows this. At least I hope you do. He comes once a year and if he has a brain hidden inside him well, maybe it looks something like this. And maybe it’s not squiggly but if it is, maybe it’s Great.
Everyone’s brain is squishy. But is yours squiggly? Squiggly and squishy? I believe mine is. But I can’t really tell lest I open it up, take a peek inside and touch around and see. I think you just have to have an intuition about these things. And squiggly is just another word for silly or floppy right? And floppy with words and mannerisms in every social setting. Maybe even a little dumb when you’re trying to be normal and converse. If this resonates with you then you might have a squiggly brain.
I’ve spent the greater part of the day going over the conversations and the lack of conversations I had this weekend at a social gathering. And I really just worried myself and kicked myself and cried a little.
Then felt guilt and shame and blamed myself for not being a good parent for this and that. And really just blowing it all out of proportion. I don’t even know why except maybe it’s my squiggly brain that’s at fault. Then I think this is probably why I don’t have any friends or close friends for that matter. I start to over analyze even what I’m going to say or act around them. I can’t be authentic. So no one can really get to know me. Because if they did then they would know that squiggly brains aren’t stupid, or awkward. They are some of the best brains around.
And so the theme for the week or for a while is (why! I have never even started themes for any of my blogs)
My brain has been extra floaty today. Floating up and up in a hot air of extraneous mumbo jumbo. This is my attempt at drawing what’s going on in my brain.
Coffee so strong it levitates? My coffee shall not float away from me!
Please explain.
Shouldn’t a strong coffee be weighty, forcefully gravitating towards the bottom of the mug because it’s so dark and strong? Like a chunk of something strong? Hmmm?
Or is it that the caffeine is strong in its essence, thus levitating you into that strong focused mind? … I mean we’re not talking physical properties here. It’s just strong in essence but has a force that only can float away to be tempted by another coffee fanatic. Okay, ahem…makes sense…yeah, I get it. I mean I drew it I’m supposed to get it. Explain it. In mushiness you can only describe mere essences!!
Bwwahhaha you take of it what you will, I’m going to go find my levitating coffee mug!
I couldn’t think of anything clever to tag this inner planet diagram that only a 3 year old could love, so I went with gassy, how silly! And because we are about to hit another revolution around this big hot gassy ball (originally typed “bag” for some weird reason), I thought why not start my new journal with some cute, gassy quirks? And if you’re in the Southern United States you are going to feel somewhat gassy here in a day or so, what with all the cabbage and black eye peas you’re about to ingest down your gorge hole. Gorge hole? BLOW IT OUT YOUR GORGE HOLE!!! But I don’t want to think about all the gas I’ll be having, really l will be looking up at the BILLIONS and BILLIONS of hot gassy balls up into the sky, feeling how insignificant everything really is, while someone is lighting up a bunch of fireworks in their back yards, belching out HAPPY NEW YEAR…BURRRRPP… while the sulfurous, colorful, sparkly gases illuminate the sky! OOOOOOHHH…pretty gases.
…and I guess 2023 is a super long ass time to be here Earth…if you think about written history of time, And don’t even go there, go even further back….way back to when everything in the universe was just some big gassy hot stars all exploding and colliding and creating the star stuff that we all are today…we really are pretty gassy too, huh? I mean pretty gas. What is that feeling, when you lie down at night and close your eyes and imagine you’re in space floating all alone in a big black expanse? does anyone imagine that? I used to all the time as a kid, that that was what death was like. just floating, all black, nothing there. whenever I felt that, I would feel like a spec of dust floating in giant space….I could never quite understand what it meant, that an 8 year old would feel that, imagine death like that but I did. Had I seen death before? Rebirth? I wonder…Now when it happens it just feels like the universe is sitting on my chest, and I reckon it is anxiety…
So I would like to wonder, what are your New Year’s traditions where you live? what are the foods that you typically eat on the new year that give you good luck or money or whatever. Do you go out with a group of friends and countdown and kiss your love at midnight? like a romantic movie (when Harry Met Sally is pictured in my mind) or stay at home with family and close friends and shoot fireworks, toast champagne or eat oeuvre d’oeuvres? Anyway, this is the longest bunch of gassy quirks I ever did write.
I wish everyone a safe, adventurous, unexpected and magical New Year. Here is to 2023. and if it is just an ordinary night, I suggest looking up into the night sky and doing some looking up. And if it’s cloudy, that’s water vapor…more gas!!
“Is my carved out wannabe scary face scary enough for these malicious ghosts?”
“Will I be too scary? You know, for the toddlers?”
“My back side is kind of lumpy? Will they laugh instead of scream?”
Once you carve a face into a pumpkin that’s when the doubt creeps in. So watch their floating conversation bubbles tonight and hope they’re kind to themselves. Because all jack o lanterns are spooky, cool and scary but not too scary, etc!
And getting the oil changes, inspection and tire rotation done (so haven’t been completely lazy. Plus I’m doing laundry continually for the rest of my life so I could never be lazy).
Halloween costumes are set, Jack Skelington and Luigi. They can’t change their minds and the costumes fit so nothing to get bent out of shape over. And then later this evening we’ll make our way to the fair! Doing all the Fall things.
And also I’ve been absent from the wee ol’ blog page, sorry about that. The school year has started and I’ve been busy plus also a slug? If that’s possible. A boot scootin’ slug, man. Going through many changes and lack of description over those details remains a mystery to you all…and to me as well as I still remain committed to NOT changing or evolving ever. But events have forced me to, so I’d rather not say…ugh just Ugh. UUUUGGGGHHHH
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