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August 26, 2009What am I doing?Twitter wants to know.I’M WRITING ABOUT TWITTER.Earlier this evening I had Twitter open and was trying to think of something to do. So I posted, “What am I doing? Trying to think of something to do.” YOU CAN HAVE NOTHING TO DO,but you can’t be doing nothing. At the very least, you are living, breathing, digesting food, picking your nose. So I realized I actually was doing something—trying to think of something to do. So I added, “But wait. Trying. That’s what I’m doing. So I’m doing something after all.” But while posting that, I had stopped trying and was now posting. So I posted, “Now what I’m doing is posting what I’m doing (posting, that is) and now there’s no more need to think.” BECAUSE I’D SUCCEEDEDat trying and thinking and was now posting, I no longer needed to try or think of something to do. All this struck me a very strange circumstance, because now that I had succeeded at posting, I was back to trying, this time to think of what to do next. So what I thought of to do, was to sort it all out by writing about it. And now what I’m doing is writing about trying to think of something to do, succeeding in trying, thinking and in doing that thing I’d thought of doing (posting), and returning to the original dilemma of trying to think of what to do, I did that thing (write), and now I’m writing about writing about trying to think of something to do. SO LIKE I SAIDthere’s no more need to think. And to think—all this time that I’ve been trying, thinking, posting, writing and writing about writing about trying to think of something to do, I’ve been simultaneously living, breathing, digesting food, and picking my nose. NOW WHAT SHOULD DO?Meh. I’ll think of something.
The author’s hero–and they both like to pick their noses! ------------------------------------------------------------ Nonsense is my way of life;
That's why they call me Mayor Goof of Goof City copyright Alexandra Jones 2009 |
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