I’m without phone for a few days. My usb port on the phone died and then the phone followed suit. I have another phone coming but won’t be here until Wednesday. I’m off the grid! (if the grid just meant cellular) – so if you want to Skype, get dressed up in your Sunday best, a tight sweater if you’re a woman, and find me!
I ride my bike to work (ten miles, about forty minutes) and I normally listen to podcasts/music on the way. Since I didn’t have a device, I went pure D.J. – and I decided to keep track in my head. While I was having thoughts. Trying to keep track of your thoughts about your thoughts is not easy.
Here’s what happened:
- 5 min – Felt the pain of a dream I had that morning of a woman I was really close to leaving our friendship. She never called or said why – just took off. I dreamt about it and woke up totally bummed out. This happened nearly seven years ago.
- 3 min – Tried to come up with jokes about how eating steak marinated in teryaki gives me horrendous gas. Didn’t.
- 10 min – Conducted mock interview with myself. Asked such hard-hitting questions as “Did you ever think you’d be named the Greatest Blogger in Chicago?” and “You were #27 on People Magazine’s Most Beautiful list. Do you feel beautiful?” and “Tell us about your dog. How important is she to your well-being?” (I know these sound made-up. Sadly, they were not.)
- 10 min – Started thinking of what to write about today. Came up with nothing. Instead sang the entire Roger Waters song “Amused to Death” in real time in my head. I can do that.
- 5 min – Questioned why I didn’t hardly leave the house this weekend and why I don’t seem to be motivated to do so. Went into shame spiral.
- 3 min – Thought about Dr. Who. Trying to put my finger on why I like it, when I never watch anything science fiction.
- 4 min – Sex
Well, there you have it. Now, I’m going to make the bike ride home. Will report back, since this was so fascinating.
I’d also like to state that when I get out of my yogurt rotation on the weekend, Monday is pretty rough. You know what I mean.
sbattey says:
Hmm, I never listen to anything when I ride my bike as I think it’s safer to listen to the road sounds. You know…because people drive like fucking idiots and all. I have a better chance of surviving that way I think.That guy is probably trying to hard. Have you seen the hovding inflatable helment/airbag system for cyclists? It is pretty snazzy but I feel that the outfits I would need to wear to pull it off are much to nice for cycling. But then again, I don’t live in Sweden which could probably warrant wearing a jacket every day while bike commuting.
Katjaneway says:
sbattey I agree. What I used to do is one ear open and the other listening to music. But I also only rode a mile… on the sidewalk. lol
MarieLoerzel says:
I would have biked my kids to school, but they are old enough that they are way too embarrassed by everything I do. So, instead I vlogged belly dancing balancing a sword on my head. I’m sure they won’t be embarrassed by that. You can check it out here and vote as to how mortified by children should be. http://rockthekasbahafrica.blogspot.com/2012/08/happy-dance.html
MarieLoerzel says:
Wow….I do actually speak and write English. Just not here apparently….
bratfink says:
MarieLoerzel Paris didn’t either in the beginning of this post so don’t beat yourself up.
inthemomlight says:
Dammit.. I try SO hard to be the first to comment, but I never am…. guess I’m not fast enough #fatfingers
Zena Zee says:
I walk home from school. My thoughts ironically are almost exactly the same, especially the Dr. who part, and sing songs in my head.
Banana Stickers says:
what is your favorite podcast?
ModMomBeyondIndieDom says:
Shame spiral. I always dug that expression. It’s from “Clueless”, but I always picture Trent Reznor looking pouty, dressed entirely in black and contemplating how to descend a spiral staircase. Really. I think we need pics of you on the bike with the pup in the pouch. (Really, I just want gratuitous chiuaua pics) I can sing in my head too. And the arrangements are always glorious. I have backup singers in there too. Gets crowded. Hey – can you do me a favor? Vote for me here: http://dudewrite.blogspot.com Voting is open until Tuesday night. Thanks! You should totally think about submitting your stuff. It’s for Dudes, but they’re letting the girls play this week. Check it out.
bluenotebacker says:
I totally understand about the yogurt rotation. As if Mondays weren’t rough enough already. Whew. Try “listening” to Wilco’s SPIDERS in your head, that song is like 45 minutes long just by itself, you’ll be home before you know it. Have a safe ride!
Natalie the Singingfool says:
I do mock interviews, too, but in them I place myself up higher on People’s Most Beautiful list.
Kelly Fox says:
Who rides a bike in flip flops anyway? I would lose all my toes in a horrific accident, dork that I am. I should Interview myself, starting with this question.. “Self, wtf is wrong with you anyway? Why are you not rich, famous and beautiful?” and then I’ll answer all snarky like.. “Bitch, why you all up in my shit anyway? They run out of jobs at the turd factory?” then I’ll giggle, and then realize I was bitching at myself, and THEN shame spiral.
bluenotebacker says:
Kelly Fox omg I just almost peed reading that! Usually for me, before the shame spiral I have to take a couple Xanax to calm down to even be able to recognize that “good lord, man, are you even LISTENING to yourself?”
Kelly Fox says:
bluenotebacker Who doesn’t LOVE a good Xannie? I know I do! Then you can have totally different conversations with yourself after a Xannie or two.. Like “Self, You are Gorgeous! And Life is Gooood, We Need to buy a Dolphin! and Why am I so hungry? I. Am. Starving!”..Wait! maybe that’s weed.
marilu says:
It’s good to know that there is peaple out there craziest than me. 🙂