Edipus: A Snowball In Hell

Since Edipus was officially announced life has been different. I've been interviewed and given the thumbs up more than I can count. Strangers have commented with soft words of encouragement and friends have stepped up even more with support. The flip side is that I've also been told that there in no way on God's green earth that this "little project" will ever come to pass. One person even told me that the idea and the lists are laughable. Well, then.

So this is when the woman that I've worked really hard to be stands up and clears her throat and says, "Kick rocks!" Translation: beat it. Second translation: step aside naysayers.

In an age where reality television has become our C-SPAN and videos of cats falling off desks have become our entertainment in between searching online for bromances and romances about people we'll never know while eating our waffle taco and slurpee - well, I have to admit that I am strangely comforted. Edipus has a fighting chance because it's smarter than that. I am smarter than that. Yes, cats are cute - but really? When we adhere to the noise of life - i.e., the chaos and nonsense - we miss out on the signal. The signal is what keeps life moving. The signal is what makes your day longer and memorable. It makes your water taste like wine and your heart beat like a hummingbird. (Some cat lovers may argue that being a felinophile is consistent with all the pleasures that I've just mentioned. No comment.)

In the coming weeks I will be starting my campaign. This means that I will speak anywhere that people are available.  I will set up camp at City Hall's and storefronts, public venues like parks and churches - any place that will have me (and where I can be granted a permit, of course).

Yes, I'm fighting. Why? Because Edipus is a snowball in hell. Yes, it might melt (pretty sure it just might) but who cares?! There are other snowballs there that haven't solidified yet and are standing firm because they refuse to melt. Huddling with the other snowballs who persist on combating the relentless heat.

Note: the noise can be very hot but the signal is always, always ice cold.

Like Whoa!

Have you ever had a really bad day? I mean, really bad. Well, that was yesterday.

This came at a really bad time because I should've been riding the high of launching a new website for Edipus and enjoying the fruits of my labor while basking in its well-earned glory. Of course, that didn't happen.

I won't bore you with the soggy details but let's just say that on top of ruining my day, I might have suppressed someone else's and I'm not happy about that. It's one thing to be in your own Private Idaho and brood but to invite someone else into the vortex - well, that just ain't cool. 

So, to paraphrase the words of rapper Black Rob and his infamous hip hop hit: it truly is 'like whoa'. At least it was twenty four hours ago. 

P.S.

To You: I'm sorry. 

Build, build, build.

Website. Check.

Wishlists. Check.

Isomnia. Check.

Worth it?

Good Lord, yes.