Have you ever had one of those days where
nothing at all that monumental happens but by the end of it you have no idea
who you are anymore or what the hell you’re doing with your life? Do you ever
have one of those days?
Have I ever had one
of those days? Are you sure you want to know? The story of my life is not for
the faint of heart. If somebody told you it was a happy little tale, if somebody told you I was just your average
ordinary kid - not a care in the world - somebody lied.
When I was young, I had one
of those Yamaha drum machines, and I used to practice to that quite a bit, just
to practice soloing and being in time and completing all my phrases.
I wanted to do something innocuous, like become a drummer
in a rock and roll band.
My mom always
told me: a thorough
knowledge of the Bible is worth more than a college education. I vowed to
follow her words and ended up working at the local McDonald's for three years.
I'm not sure why they kept me: I am something of a daydreamer and a dawdler, so
they would only let me be the 'friendly voice' that greeted you when you
entered the restaurant. I’ve had to deal with employees of the month who come
up to me screaming up and down that their sister’s expecting a baby and they don’t know if they are going
to be an uncle or an aunt. I use to admire clever people. Now
that I am old, I admire kind people.
I wouldn't dream of
working on something that didn't make my gut rumble and my heart want to explode, but when life
gives you lemons, you should
make lemonade...and try to find someone whose life has given them vodka, and
have a party.