Shinin' On, An Ode To Bitchin'

Big D and the Kids Table put it best with the line "Glad I can't stop from just smilin' while that damn sun is shinin' on well it's just shinin' down all over me।" They also put all the naysayers in the spotlight with "I think it's stupid all the people who are moanin' yeah moanin' while the sun is shinin' down on our city streets." We all have bad days, but is it really all that bad here? Think about all the fun times had at little gatherings. Sure, we might not have a settling little rager to hit every weekend where dozens of chicks leave in a vodka-induced craze, dudes leave wasted and horny, yet unfulfilled, some poor soul leaves with a blackeye or bloody nose, and the owners of the party house get stuck with a warm red flag and a nice noise complaint ticket. Think about all the people who really care about you and try to make a difference in our lives. We all have our demons, addictions, and vices such as alcoholism, hypochondria, ignorance, low self-esteem, and maybe even depression. We are all who we are for those reasons among many others left unsaid, but look past the fact that not all of us have bright futures and you might notice that this is a pretty tight-knit town. Sure, we've got some petty vendettas and grudges, but who cares about that shit really? I guess some of us were just born not to care, others were born to care too much.

I'm going to make myself into a long-running joke among my friends to bring everyone up during these "hard times"। I went out and got a mohawk under some whiskeyful influence, which I, for one, think is hilarious. I'll top it off with some lightning bolts or something just to change it up. "Born to just never care bout these stupid things people moan everyday." That's more Big D. I hope in twenty years I'll be seen as that guy who used to try and bring something positive, not just some drunken indebted slob who mooched all he had.

Maybe it's Winter that does this to everyone। Let me rephrase that, it's Winter that does this to everyone. This is what I call "Winter Madness". "Winter Madness" is the first cousin of "Road Madness", which I encounter on the road to anywhere...vacation....tour.....what have you. Winter Madness eats away at your emotions like an empty tapeworm just entering the intestines of your motivation and happiness. Let that motherfucker feed on something else because you've got a close future full of flip-flops, shorts, endless days, longer nights, the sun beating down on UV-shaded eyes, and that feeling of endless content that tries like hell to stick around until September to look forward to it. So let that tapeworm feed on your schoolwork or something you don't enjoy and partake in the things you really like.

Don't let Winter Madness and his evil friend Mr। Tapeworm take you over. Go listen to something positive or engage in something you love. Put down your seemingly endless collection of depressive music and reach for the tiny bit of happiness your music library contains. You can always bring out the depressive music during the summer when you decided you're happy you aren't like them.

There's my motivational speaking for awhile...just shut the fuck up about all of your bad times, because they aren't that bad. I sat in my basement with my mp3 player, a quarter-pack of smokes, and a horribly mixed drink and wrote this in complete contentful bliss. Maybe I've found my calling, that or my cure for Winter Madness is writing. See you all in the sun...and the snow....and the rain.