Have Fun, Go Mad

This month, I’ve been living up to my reputation as a slacker. It’s more humane not to post than to fill the page with uninteresting drivel (obviously meaningless drivel is allowed and encouraged). The energy in the house has shifted. The human’s are consumed with insignificant tasks that take hours to complete and amount to little in the way of pleasure. Life has become unmemorable and draining like a socialist leader sucking greedily at the tit of an emaciated society (Sorry I got a little distracted by the dude in the white pajamas handing out flowers in the airport. Please, turn off the damn TV!).

Liv and I were talking about the lost art of having fun. It was a continuation of this post. I can’t speak from the parental angle, but it seems common for partnerships to bog down in responsibilities, (hell, burdens) and forget what attracted them to companionship in the first place. Responsibility eclipses fun, and fun mutates into stress management.

Everyone enjoys a good workout or fifteen minutes to masturbate, but when did those activities bypass the actual having of fun. Those practices shed a little nervous energy, which is important to the head, the heart, and the libido, but diversion and stimulation don’t replace pure unadulterated fun.

Pleasure evaporates slowly, until one day your cup is empty, save mineral deposits deposits where the liquid should be. It’s our responsibility to make sure we refill the vessel when the level falls. Fun is becoming so commercialized we hardly enjoy it. Society places so much emphasis on consumerism and keeping up with the Joneses, that achieving an elevated state of enjoyment becomes as enjoyable as a panic attack at the D.M.V. Marketing gurus work daily to convince us getting is more important than experiencing. I don’t blame the gurus for trying, but I’m disappointed we fall prey to pre-packaged artificial fun.

Fun doesn’t always have to be intricately planned or uber engineered. It can be as basic as seizing the moment. An impromptu water gun fight (step away from the computer), pressing your bare ass against the window when the power walkers are on patrol, setting your sprinkler timer to hose the neighbor kids as they retreat from the school bus, randomly hand out candy to strangers (this confuses the hell out of people, and the give you spare change for your “cause”), teach your nephews the proper posture to produce an armpit fart, but most importantly pay attention to the little joys that bloom around you and appreciate the purity of small moments.

So, what did you do for fun today?

Since I didn’t have a word for Poetry Friday, I thought I would choose a random drawing from my sketchbook that had no relationship whatsoever to this post. This is an architectural study based of a flying buttress on a German cathedral.