Sum. Mer.
Check out my Nabokov reference--only it's not as disturbing. The hot season. It's been a good one so far. After a trip to the panhandle, only barely dodging the oil, I sit here in my room waiting for something interesting to happen. I'm caught up in one boring affair to the next as the days run together. First things first, in the morning (around 1pm or so) I wake up to CNN, watching stories about birds drowned in BP's black "monthly gift" and Rue McClanahan's tragic death. It takes me about an hour to realize that the news channel is a trap. You watch shiny, air-brushed pretty people talk about the same stories again and again, merely rearranging the same words into different sentences. An advertisement comes on about Jimmie Dean's sausage biscuits and you finally ask yourself, "what was I even watching before this commercial?" That's when I get up and move on to my next task.
It's time for breakfast, er--lunch I mean. I go downstairs, disregarding a shirt (or pants for that matter) and start looking for something to eat. Nothing. I stand for a minute and then check again. Still nothing. Oh well, now it's time for a shower.
After grabbing a fresh towel, I run by the TV again and notice Full House is on. The early 2000's teeny-bopper in me has to sit down to enjoy this rerun. Will Danny make it to DJ's awkward production of Romeo and Juliet? Or will he choose to go visit Stephanie at her science fair? Or instead will he accidentally fall asleep on Michelle's bed and miss both events? I have to wait and see. Full House turns in to Sabrina the Teenage Witch. That turns into Grounded for Life. Before I know it it's five o' clock and I still haven't bathed.
This is what my days have turned into. The once productive, go-getter Malcolm has been reduced to the slobby teenager who refuses to eat because the food is downstairs and he's upstairs.
On another note, I'm thinking about starting up another YouTube channel. It's been about three years since I've had one but it's calling my name again. I've been mesmerized by Shane Dawson, JoeNation, GloZell, among other "YouTubers" to pull out my camera and take a shot at being funny. I'm funny, right? I think I am. My friends would watch my videos, right? I hope so. Maybe this will be my summer hobby. I bet more people would watch my videos than read this blog... I don't know. I'll keep posting until I find out I guess.
Right now I have more menial tasks to focus on. Like cleaning this damned room or writing all of those graduation thank you notes that keep piling up.
I totally know what you're talking about Malcolm (I actually watched that same episode of Full House myself)... To put it in Glee terms, we've been sucked into summer funk.
ReplyDeleteYou should know that I read your blog, and I'd love to see your videos. And yes, you are funny.
Did you know some professional YouTubers make as much as $40K a month?!
I am happy that you can confess to slobby summer laziness. Whenever other people talk about their summer they seem so busy--what liars.
ReplyDeleteOddly enough I rarely watch tv during summer days because watching commercials alone depresses me. But I still get my screen time in by renting tv shows in season blocks and hoarding over the computer.
i am pro-you tubing. right now I read blogs all day, but I'll definitely check out the youtubers you mentioned.
trust me, people secretly read blogs. (people come out and tell me every so often)