Monday, August 24, 2009

Last Train to Crazyville


So, I was about to blog about metaphorical train wrecks and crazy people when La Nina Loca comes out with "Dora, Ba'splorer. I'm gonna kill her." What? I whip around. What did you say? "I wanna kill Dora Ba'splorer." Dead pan; la nina's SERIOUS. I've wanted to kill Dora before too, but I promise I've never been THAT serious. I'm disturbed. . . .

Anyway, something else is really on my mind today--predictable people who buy one way tickets on the crazy train that ARE going to wreck--100% guaranteed to wreck. Everyone else sees it; everyone else knows it is the outcome of the scenario before it begins. The one person who really, really needs to see it--doesn't. Blinded by what the crazy train promises, they impusively and enthusiastically buy the tickets and jump on with a smile for the ride. Maybe there's nothing wrong with ridin' that train every now and then. It's spontaneous and fun. However, when everyone around them has to help clear the tracks later--it's somewhat of a head shaker for them. Look both ways before gettin on the train boys and girls--both ways.