Friday, January 21, 2011

horrible taco thoughts [II]

Yes, dear reader, we sit on the very cusp of a "Taco Friday for the ages." In mere minutes it will begin and you will have all of your dreams fulfilled. Yet have you ever considered what Taco Friday means to you? Or for that matter, what Taco Friday really means? If you haven't, you are probably a bad person and a worse friend. I hope you go to jail.

Taco Friday's central idea is the elimination of fear. This is simple enough, but consider the implications as fear is the polar opposite of love. As we batter down that part of us that winces at challenge or that will make another trip to the store rather than ask that stranger if they could move so we could get that damned can of beans, we genuinely feel greater love. All you have to do is say "yes."

That is not the end, that is not the end at all. There are many fears and we oppose them all. Fear of conflict, fear of cats, fear of a lack of cats, fear of tiny holes. I would continue, but I have to go and make taco for y'all jerks.


PEACE OUT

2 comments:

Jezzica said...

I read this post in full after I realized that you keep Nietzsche by your bedside so he must be really important to you. I want to thank you for throwing that man-sized Taco Friday last night. I forgot to thank you for it and I certainly did not clean up. There is no excuse for my lack of social graces but I will say I was very, very, very drunk and crashed into a lot of snowbanks on my way home and into a lot of walls when I did get home. This is a testament to your hospitality. Thank you for a lovely evening.

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