Messages to Myself

I'm the kind of person who hates missing out on things. I don't like wasted time or wasted effort, and I don't know how to say "no" when someone asks me to do something with them. Hence my propensity to only run at 0 or 100. There's no in between. That aspect of my personality has led to pretty much everything I am today. Good and bad, and I don't feel like getting into it right now. And you don't feel like hearing about it. What you want to hear about and what I want to type about are the entertaining things a quality like this can lead to. You've seen or heard of most of them. The shit shows are a direct result of my inability to drink just a little bit. I either stay stone sober or get canned beyond recognition. You'd figure if I remember the things I'm typing about there must be some in between things occurring that I probably don't remember. So back to my 0 or 100 theory. That same trait has led me to not want to waste these occurrences. I don't "remember" them after the fact, but I "remember" to text myself on my phone when something occurs that I feel at the time may be worth remembering. Bare in mind, I'm hammered at the time and, thus, my judgment about what I may want to remember may be a little flawed. Either way, this sort of activity has led to the several text messages which I will unveil as we go along in a series I'll call "Messages to Myself".

Along these same lines, I also e-mail myself anytime something pops into my head that I may want to remember. In the past, if I thought of something that I considered creative or entertaining that others may want to hear about but I was, say, at work or something, I would simply forget about it. Sometimes, I would think of something really good and try to remember what it was that I thought of. It sometimes bothered me for days. What if I thought of a really good joke and that joke would have been the catalyst for a career in stand-up. It would be like Thomas Edison thinking of the light bulb while he was taking a shit and after he wiped, he'd already forgotten about it. Where would we be now?

Another aspect of the "Messages to Myself" are various chains of e-mails, both serious and not serious, that occur throughout my day at work or at home which I feel you may enjoy. This idea could take off, or it could fizzle out. We'll find out.