it’s getting late here on counterforce. a wee bit late. because websites, they live on time. just like the rest of us. but i was doing a little bit of reading on a little bitty website that became a little bitty book. (yes, i’m off meds. no, i can’t help what i’m saying.) on this grand little website, white people and non white people can take a gander at what funny little people we are. i say we, as i’m white. if you’re not white, that’s ok, imagine a white friend that’s a little weird and possibly has a small stick up there ass. see? isn’t that funny? that’s white people, by and large. really, it’s most people under 35ish. usually they’re unmarried, and living in a downtown-ish area. ok, so, i’m on this website and something just strikes a chord in my little white heart. it reminds me of a little book i read about a year, maybe two years ago…..

i'm the little pill in his weee tummy.

the post from the website brought me right smack back into this book. that, and i let my brother borrow the book and i’m curious of what his opinion will be. but the notion of the book is interesting. you can read about the author, and see where this altbro comes from, yada yada….but it’s more the story. this came out in about 2005ish. prescription drug commercials were all over television. erectile dysfunction and  overactive bladder became mainstream (hah!) and this was all kosher. even if you weren’t jewish. shalom!  

if you have an erection lasting more then four hours, call your doctor.

along with sexy time and potty time, comes happy pill time. this book is about a guy who was “phizered” and took a pill. he had a crappy job, a prescription, and the average big city life. big city life usually entails having a fat apartment with roommates you usually don’t know, a messy bathroom, drunken friday/saturday nights which go hand in hand with random hook ups with no real personal connection/intimacy. the main character in Indecision, dwight, has a girl that he remembers from long ago. one day, an opportunity presents itself for dwight to travel abroad (for a broad) and do some self discovery along the way.

midlife crises certainly are a bitch, aren’t they? some of us want to go get an education, get a big boy/big girl job, make our families proud, feel all self fulfilled and enlightened. things just don’t always fall into place. which leaves you stuck in that weird little triangle of suck.

don't expect good cell phone reception out here

so dwight tracks down his girl, packs his bags, and heads off somewhere with no idea of what to expect. for an anxious person like dwight, this is a big bold decision to make. now, i’m not going to go spoiling anything. that would be very messed up. on my little website mentioned above, there may even be a blog about it! i found the book to be a very quick read that i enjoyed, but not one that sneaks up on me to tug at me to read again. maybe it does, in a weird little way. the only thing that really stayed with me was dwight’s own loneliness and his crisis modes that struck him. his ideas of just running off to go get lost and maybe find yourself in the process, is very enticing. where and how we ever got lost, that’s hard to say. and you can’t type in coordinates on google maps and go from the happy tabula rasa to the well rounded sprout your parents evening with too much wine started in the first place.

i'll pull out in juuuuuuust a minute.....

leading to……

YOU ARE HERE, heading......?

how to get from point A to B…..? yeah, ok, i don’t know the answer. clearly. crystal clearly. crystal light.

why? why? because i can!

but hey….it’s an interesting book all the same. so i leave you with this. happy google-mapping! or crystal light-ing!