I wouldnt mind being a kid again

Gone are the days where you could take all the couch cusions off the couches, sit in front of the sterio, and pretend you are a dj in your couch-cusion-walled recording studio, spinning some sweet beach boys and amy grant... thats all that mom had, but who cares?! your a DJ. In fact, probably better than a dj because as a kid, you have no worries. you dont have to be cool or funny or have a deep voice (good thing), your stuffed animals have a very eclectic music taste so whatever you play is good. and if you cut it off early to go to louie louie for the 5th time, they simply listen and appreciate your taste for a great base singer, and lyricly challenged songs. why is it that i cant turn my cubicle into a fort? i swear to you i would work harder here if there were secret compartments i could hide in from time to time. back when you could just go ahead and run around screaming and have people think, well thats ok. back when liking someone included punching them alittle, and chasing them around the room for 25 minutes before you get distracted by legos. i swear to you, to this day, one of the best gifts i probably ever recieved was from jamie, the next door neighbor girl who was also 5, and gave me a little blue bag that we put things in. then we went behind the couch and i punched her and it was over. lesson learned! bag lost. yes sir, back when you didnt worry that wearing the same shirt every day was wierd, it was your favorite shirt, so you cried until you got to wear it (lime green faceplant shirt). who cares? this reasoning probably could get you pretty far in life. its a good shirt, im wearing it, heck with you guys. i am sick of cheerios, im throwen it across the room, you pick it up, your the one who thought it was a good idea. whats that? i dont feel like talking right now, im going to take a nap. im going to build this block structure, then im going to throw a truck at it. now a days if you built something cool you have to take a picture or even glue the thing together. the fun part isnt building it, its launching it down teh staircase. what good is something on the shelf? maybe thats why kids put things away by throwing it all over the floor, it will be ready to do when you get back. 200 dollar shoes? 200 dollar chew toy. they are the same thing. 2 velcro straps from payless takes care of the job just fine. its a fascinating idea to look at things like a kid would, i think thats why i find alot of things rediculous, like money and ties... and the MU basketball team. and even peter francis geraci.



right? wouldnt you rather spend all day throwing beanie babies at eachother in your apartment instead of sitting around looking at a tv? or build legos?



maybe im going through a withdraw of kid fun now that i spend 8 hours a day looking at a computer screen. i miss jumping around on a trampoline and not hitting the ground every time. i miss diagonally cut grilled cheese and neighborhood politics. thinking that cutting the grass was a big deal. announcing and playing whatever sport or mission you were on simultaniously. everything you did being a covert operation, always with someone back at base, and everybody depending on you to steal the wooden spoon from mom when shes cooking.



i figure this is a 1/4th life mini-crisis. since i cannot afford a porsche i bought a double bacon cheeseburger. now thats something a 5 year old cannot do. so ha.