Brain Poops

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A bachelor pad is an oasis in the desert of bad apartments. If your body is a temple and your target’s body is a temple, the pad should be the holy land on which the temples collide. Consider this a recommended list of flora and fauna for your “cradle of life.”

Books never expire or change… they don’t break as easily as expensive plasticine trinkets and when used right can open your eyes and mind to previously unknown possibilities and perspectives. I’m of the mind that books, with some obvious exceptions, are one of the most solid investments you can make.

Consider your bookshelf a profile of your brain. A billboard of your brain without the pomposity of braggadocio and an easy icebreaker that informs as well as stimulates.

Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance: An Inquiry Into Values

This book is a must-have for any man or woman in this topsy-turvy world. It presents important philosophical principles in an easily digestible way with the backdrop of a cross-country motorcycle trip between father and son.

Don’t let the title deceive you: this book will change your entire world view. Concepts like classical and romantic thinking will become profiles for understanding your fellow man’s thought processes. You will understand the Metaphysics of Quality and, inevitably, recommend this book to anyone you value in your life. I know I do.

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For your consideration: Bob.

I’m going to tell you something that I’m terrified to believe myself. I am going to write something that, up to this point, has been a personal taboo phrase ever since I was old enough to speak. Something that shakes the very core of me to consider.

Our dads were right.

I don’t expect you to believe me, since it’s universally accepted that it takes the better part of a decade for the ennui and angst of our teenage years to get pissed out of our system like last night’s beer. Teenage rebellion burns long but not forever.

Just take that sentence under the first paragraph and stick it in the back of your mind. Wedge it among the trunks of old memories gathering dust and cultivating cobwebs that you can’t seem to forget but still seldom remember. Bury it in the soft folds of your fuzzy teenage memories with a note saying “Consider this in 5 years, repeat as necessary.”

“Parent-isms” attack like a virus. They lurk dormant in all of us until a triggering event sets the renegade cells in motion. These “Parent-sites” are composed of idioms, parental tics/habits and everything you once thought of as “a waste to know that will never come in handy.”

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