Which
Way Shall I Go? (c)
By
Michael
Casey
When
we drive we follow a route, to school, to work, or to the shops, its
all very straightforward. Things get more complicated when we have no
plan, no destination, when we are making up are mind on the hoof.
We'll follow a red car, then we'll follow a blue car, then we'll
follow a bus, then we are lost,
Our
lives can be like that too, a kind of improv comedy gone wrong. My
own life fell over and I was down in the dirt a few times. Then you
get up and start over, its better than staying in the dirt after all,
and yes I'm no Ali, nor any other sporting hero, though I may weigh
more than Ali did, I'm 238 to 245 pounds if you are American or
17.5stones to the rest of us, or 110kilos + if you are European.
Though I look a lot lot lighter, a smile makes you lighter, try
smiling in the mirror right now.
With
Life it helps to have a direction, I never did myself I just kind of
stumbled from this to that. As Mark Harris once said I was a good
stumbler, he also said I had no intellectual stamina, I told him
never to call me intellectual again and I called him something in
return, if you buy Mark a pint of Stella Artois he may tell you what,
this was 20 years ago. What he didn't say was that I could wipe the
floor with him as far as ideas were concerned. You have ideas people
and you have plods, I am an ideas person, well as far as writing
goes.
So
in your life you have to decide shall I follow my heart or follow
safety. I just took what ever came up first, as nothing else came up.
So I was a stumbler, but you can have a degree from Oxford or
Cambridge and still your little brother, or the runt of the family
does better financially than you. And yes I'm talking about a period
in time of my own family, and yes I'm a very big runt, as Mark Harris
may agree. I've not seen him I maybe 15 years now, I thought I'd
mention him in a story and maybe he'd get a free pint of Stella
Artois out of it, see Mark, Stats people stick together, they have
too or they fall over, hic.
Opportunities
knock, and you have to answer that knock, I was once offered
promotion but I knew I could not do the job, so I was honest and
turned it down. The person who got it later on, was kind enough to
call me a burnt out has been, rather like the way Russia is talking
about Obama. For his sins the guy ended up as a tramp in the street,
booze and arrogance and divorce led to that future.
So
be careful what you say, as for me and Obama we'll meet for a few
pints of Stella Artois on our join book tour, I will of course take
Obama to Aldi so he can buy 150 presents for all of his security
detail. He got a Jorg Grey watch from them, perhaps he'll buy a
5quid watch in return for each of them, or maybe just a few pallets
of Stella Artois, as it's on offer. The Beast must be able to fit a
ton of lager in the boot.
Obama
may ask for my advice on which way to go next, so I'll tell him to
try and get a job as General Manager in a hotel, every day is so
varied, just like being President of the USA. I'm sure he could soon
get the hang of it if he tried, he'll have to wear a decent suit
though. I loved my 3 years in hotels, I stumbled into it and loved
it, so if Obama puts his shoulder to the wheel he'll do ok, with my
advice.
I
have to turn into the kitchen now, the cat is calling and my own
belly too, always answer your belly or you get a headache and you
makes mistakes in whatever you are doing. Ditto with the toilet,
always answer the call of nature, otherwise you'll have an accident,
I always do, cKd insists upon it. I'm sure if Hillary ate all her
food on time and did not hold in her pee so much she'd be President
now. But I've got her a nice job, she's the new crossings patrol
lady outside our local primary school, she loves the job to pieces,
she gets free dinners with the kids and she can use the staff toilet
any time she needs it.
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