Creativity, Hobbies, Rich people are sad :-(
After my rant about
photography the other day,
I found myself checking out the new
iWork
info over at
Apple’s
website.
Know what I think I’ve hit on? I like to be
creative. I don’t really have a need to buy (or
rather, upgrade) this software. I did once upon a
time, when I was still in college. And I miss it.
I miss the opportunity to create things. I
thoroughly enjoyed putting things together and
impressing others.
Now what do I do? It’s not as if I’m necessarily
bored or anything, but I have a deep desire or drive
to be the best at whatever it is I do. Why? Why the
competitive streak? I have no idea. It is what it is,
I guess. And now it dawns on me, this is why people
get involved so heavily in extra curricular
activities – they’re bored, and need a creative
outlet to make themselves feel valuable &
ingenious. I guess I’ll have to find myself a hobby.
Maybe photography or something
☺
Plan
for a Hobby
Actually,
when I get a more “fixed” schedule at my new job, I
have plans to take up Tae Kwon Do or something.
Ju-Jitsu. Yoga. Chess. Something.
But probably not Chess. Or Yoga. Neither of those
would help me to defeat
Jason
Bourne
or
John
Rambo
(Rambo would totally kick Bourne’s ass, btw).
And
my computer needs a use, too
There
shouldn’t be a need to ask, but I really really like
using my computer (because it’s a Mac is the answer
to the question “why?”). And I enjoy being creative
with it, because I can make whatever I can think of,
from beautiful photographs to nailed-down reports to
flyers to letters to – well, anything really.
And I don’t want this little blog to be it, dammit, I
want to to take over the world with it or something.
Cure cancer. Rid the world of hunger. Dispel racism.
Maybe thwart republican-ism, that’d be a worthwhile
endeavor. Something. I
want
a newer-faster-better computer, but more than
that,
I want to
need
a newer-faster-better computer. Does that make sense
to you all?
Why
Rich, Famous people try to kill themselves
Owen
Wilson hospitalized after 911 called for “Suicide
Attempt”
Clearly the answer is
money doesn’t buy happiness.
But what strikes me as odd is that though this may be
true (or so they say – I’ve not had the chance to
test it out) I haven’t seen any Famous, Rich people
at my door to give me all their evil,
evil
cash. And clearly, they should be doing this. Time to
call a few publicists or something.
Peace,
all you poor, happy people.