Swimmin’ In the Holler
It’s early autumn here in Ohio and it’s almost ninety degrees. The leaves have been falling for a couple of weeks but it’s still hot enough to swim. This happens every year, and I should know I practically grew up on this lake. Sure, the waters a little colder because it’s late in the year, and it’s a little darker due to all the leaves, but in my opinion there’s no better time to go swimmin’ in this holler. In fact, I’d say this is the best place to go swimmin’ in the whole county.
Fat and Depressed Part Two: Electric Boogaloo
I actually wasn't always fat. In high school I was somewhat fit, even though at the time I thought I was fat. It's weird. Looking back I most certainly was in decent shape; not even just compared to now, like, in general I was in pretty decent shape. I was pretty good at basketball, and even after I quit the high school team I continued to play every day. Those should have been the good ol' days, but I was too busy worrying about my weight. I'm not sure what brought it on, I don't recall any of my friends telling me I was fat or anything like that. As far as I know it was all in my head. Instead of working out or talking to someone I got depressed and started eating.
An Unconventional Segue
Star Wars. Countless fans are obsessed with it. Countless others will never give it a chance. This is for the former. A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away, George Lucas created Star Wars, and the world has never been the same. I wasn't around for the original trilogy. I was born in '92, so I just happened to be the perfect age when the prequels came out. They get a lot of hate but I love them, they introduced me to Star Wars, they introduced so much lore and background, and the lightsaber duels are just absolutely perfect. I'm not here to discuss trilogies though, that's a whole other topic that divides an entire fanbase. No, I will stay away from that for now, today I'm here to talk about Star Wars in it's entirety, and how, if you love it, you will probably love the The Karate Kid franchise. I know it seems kind of weird but hear me out.
A Promotion and a Dream
Christopher perused the morning paper absent mindedly, reading the words but not fully processing them. It was the usual; a local police officer was in trouble for repeatedly using excessive force, but would probably get a slap on the wrist, astronomers had been tracking a new object in space, the person responsible for a string of car thefts had been caught, something trendy and cringeworthy was happening downtown this weekend, and he couldn’t care less about any of it. Not today especially, today was his first day as partner at the firm. It had taken a long time, but he was glad he held out. Christopher was nearing forty, short, stocky, with a round face and glasses. His black hair was cut relatively short and had started to recede a little more each day. He was a nervous, sweaty, anxious man, and he was a good attorney who could have been great if it weren’t for his major lack of confidence. At the office he was well liked but usually overlooked. The same could be said about his love life as well, he had been married once to a man named Jasper who was looking for far more adventure than Christopher could give him. It had been a long time since he started working at Mitchell & Perez, but now, he was a partner, and he couldn’t be bothered with anything else.
Jack With the '67 Cutlass
Jack sat quietly at the kitchen table, flipping through the ten and twenty dollar bills, wondering how long he could keep this up. He knew that no one had a faster car than him for miles, his 1967 Oldsmobile Cutlass was clean as a whistle and went zero to sixty in just over six seconds, but he figured he'd run out of people to race pretty soon, and the only decent work for a guy his age was about a two hour drive north. Racing had paid the bills for a while but it couldn't last. He had lived in what most would consider squalor for the majority of his life. Every time something good happened it was quickly put down by all the bad surrounding him. He barely finished high school, which is more than could be said for most people in Harlow, but it didn't exactly help him with the job market. People always wanted to buy his car, and he would make enough from the sale to start new, up North in the city somewhere, but he would never sell it. It was all he had left of his dad. It was all he had in the world.
Under the celestial canopy of endless wonder and open-ended anxiety I feel a rumbling in the subconscious of mankind When the comforts of the age have gone what will we be, if the slightest grievance transforms us in to feral, bloodthirsty savages in the moment?