Tuesday, March 30, 2010

Happy Thoughts

I’ve been having difficulty thinking positively lately. What’s new, you ask? Nothing. But I’m tired of it. So, I’ve decided to think positively for this post. In doing so, I’ve cataloged a few things that usually put a smile on my face.
1. Children. Not the bratty little bastards who stomp their feet and shit their pants when they don’t get what they want. I like the well-behaved ones who haven’t learned passive (or active) manipulation yet. Playing with them requires almost no thought and in doing so, I discover an innocent retreat in my mind.
2. Dogs. That may come as a surprise to those of you who know me. Dogs usually bite my various appendages, and I’m mostly terrified of them, but once I’m comfortable with one, there is a wonderful reciprocation of love as innocent and genuine as I find with children.
3. I enjoy being a part of people’s laughter, my girlfriend's especially. That’s not to say I take pleasure in being laughed at. I just like being there to see someone expressing happiness. Does any other animal laugh? I don’t think so. It’s ours, and I revel in it.
4. Heat. I enjoy summers in Texas. Last summer was exceptionally Hellish. It was so hot that Austin’s notorious humidity was burned out of the atmosphere, and you could actually feel the heat, sharp and alien, in your lungs. Most people bitch about it, but I embrace the extremes. There’s no experience like running in 105 degrees and then crunching down a grape snow cone at Barton Springs while the heat stroke spots clear your vision. Of course, you could die, but you could also have a brain aneurysm after spending 3 hours on Sunday trying to pick the keyhole of your bathroom door before frustratingly bashing off the whole doorknob with a hammer.
5. I take a shrill pleasure in seeing fiery meteorites. My two most memorable experiences of them were 15 years apart but equally impressive. When I was 10, I had climbed onto our roof in meteor shower anticipation and for a solid hour, I watched the brightest, streakiest, and most colorful show with my arms folded comfortably behind my head. I cherish that I own that recollection. No one in my family or on my street was committed or interested enough to join me, so I was utterly alone. As an adult, I was hitchhiking through Nebraska when I witnessed my second favorite shower. It was well past midnight and the ground was covered in snow and with the exception of the December Geminids, I was in total darkness. There were no cars, no people, no noise. Just me and dozens of soundless falling stars. Spectacular.
6. Love. I know that’s a painful cliché, but I think that’s because so many people think they’ve found it when they really haven’t. I know I’ve mistaken it on many...many occasions. My new understanding of love is that it is not just an overwhelming emotion, it’s a faith, a faith that I am blindly devoted to. I’ve never believed in a relationship more than the one I’m in now, and before now, I had never surrendered all my insecurities or laid bare my imperfections (except to you people (I love you)). It’s a...peaceful experience.
On second thought, I’m uncomfortable with such an uncharacteristic posting. Um...just remember that when you die, you’ll only be remembered for about three generations, tops. After that, no one will visit or maintain your gravesite. It’ll fall into dilapidation, and unless you’re Jesus, you will ultimately be forgotten. Even he’ll be forgotten one day though. If the human race is lucky enough (which it isn’t), it’ll spread off planet and taint other worlds until Earth gods are mythological if even remembered in their present form. The most inevitable case scenario is that human culture will simply disappear along with our hopes, dreams, and superstitions, and whatever sentient creatures replacing us will rise and fall and be replaced many times over before the universe slams into another one and destroys the nature of existence as we understand it. In short, nothing matters.

11 comments:

f8hasit said...

Awwww. Carlos, that was a sickenly sweet post. Adorable, really. I envy your girlfriend to have someone that devoted and to put it out here on the internet for everyone to peruse.

But you're right, it IS not a typical 'Tired One' post. Ions ago your comment on one of my posts was "welcome to the dark side".

Would love to have seen video of the bathroom snafu.

:-)

C. Andres Alderete said...

Thanks, Nancy. Yeah, she's pretty lucky;) As for a video, just picture picture me hunched over the doorknob, disheveled and crazy-eyed. Then fastforward three hours and I'm stripped naked and sweaty and just staring at it dumbfoundedly.

f8hasit said...

I will blaze that image into my head every evening when I need a little eye candy.
Thank you.
;-)

Now about that cold shower I am now in need of...

Heather said...

LOL!! Your comment cracked me up! That doorknob should've known better than to go up against you!

I can't believe you had nice things to say about last summers weather. When it gets too hot this summer, I'm going to tell it to go visit Carlos!

Chindiana said...

At the start I was wondering if someone else hijacked your blog!

Man i wish i was there for those meteor showers. We dont get that here in the tropics.

Oh btw, I've changed 'adjusted' the reference person in my old post re the prices in Cambodia to make it's more 'pasty white' Mexican-centric!

Silly Swedish Skier Says So said...

I'm with you on this. Minus the heat. For me in hot weather its either kill or be killed. I'm a 70s in the summer kinda gal. But I need to kick start my lighter happier side. I've been pounded by work lately, combine that with being pregnant and I'm just not all that exciting. Maybe I'll take your cue and do a positive post.

Julie Buz. said...

Carlos! You adorable, positive and cheerful thing, you! :o) Just remember that you were incredibly lucky that you haven't locked YOURSELF in the bathroom... You're familiar with Pollyanna, right? ;o)

G.~ said...

What a great post. I love, love, love the heat too. Unfortunately for now, I live in the Arctic Tundra that is Chicago.

As far as that door knob, I probably wouldn't have even thought to just hammer off the knob, I would have kicked the door in. Faster than looking for a hammer. ;)

carma said...

I just knew you couldn't remain chipper throughout an entire post. Thanks for the uplifting message that was the last paragraph. I'll go quit my job now.

JennAventures said...

Hmmm-I like your thoughts on love-its a topic I've been considering a lot lately. I thought I'd been in love with someone, and have only started to realize that I wasn't. Then started wondering if one person can love someone who doesn't love them, its all very heavy isn't it?

C. Andres Alderete said...

The thought of answering each one of you individually exhausts my little angel head. So Heather, SSSS, Julie, G., Carma, and Jenn, I am virtually kissing your respective faces. Chindiana, you get a firm handshake.

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