we're the random number generation

It always amazes me when I hear that people actually read my blog. I keep thinking “Why?”… I mean, its not that I feel that I don’t have anything to say. I personally think that I have a distinct point of view, am pretty witty, have a decent writing style, and am outstandingly modest. What I really wonder is, what series of events lead you to discover my blog. I have blogged ad naseum about this, so what is a little more. The randomness of the universe has been a fascination of mine for some time. Years actually (The real inspiration comes from an episode of the X- Files. The one with Peter Boyle...Check it out!!!) I have driven my self to drink (a short trip admittedly) trying to determine what past events had to happen simultaneously for a certain event to occur in the time space continuum. Take for example, something as simple as my writing this blog. Ok? This will be an easy example. For me to be able to write this, at the very least, the following events had to have occurred.

1) I had to have a light patient load at work

2) I had to have my current job

3) I had to have had my previous job (and hated it)

4) I had to relocate to my current area

5) I had to have grown up in the area that I did, in order to have relocated (see #4)

6) I had to be born to my parents

7) My mother had to have taken the “right” train so as to met my father

8) My parents had to have the right jobs that required them to take the train

9) My parents had to live in an area that would require them to take a train to get a job

10) My parents had to be born to their parents.

Ok. So, that makes sense, right? Pretty straight forward. But when you factor in that every step above has it own set of subsets, the process grows exponentially. If you want a mind boggling example, think about why Tom Wopat has a career at all…

The other concept of randomness that amazes me is what I call the “ketchup phenomenon”. I was eating lunch one day with a cute co-worker, and he was dipping his fries in mayonnaise. Like a bolt out of the blue, it struck me. Why, in the name of all that is holy, do we put ketchup on fires and not mayonnaise or Tabasco, for that matter? This immediately led to the query, “So what possessed the first guy to eat an egg?” Did the thought process go something like “Gee… this just fell out of my chicken’s ass…must be tasty with some fried up pig meat?” And don’t even get me started on cheese!!!

I guess the point comes down to control. If there are so many events that NEED to occur to make another event happen, there is no possible way that we can control or bring into being to fruition. So do we try, and be happy when the “stars align” and miserable when they don’t, or let ourselves be mother natures chew toy and just sorta wipe her spit off when she is through?

Things that Rock:

My Friend Michele and her mayonnaise vs. band-aid story

Being out of, in my opinion, the shit hole known as the Colonial Inn

Cloud Nine at the Front Porch  in Ogunquit(even better when it’s with great friends)