big wheels keep on turning

The world is full of people just trying to continue their own flow. Like the guy on the beach cruiser trying to go through the McDonald’s drive-thru at midnight. All he wants is a Big Mac, maybe some fries, to keep his flow going. He was denied, though, and his flow was messed up for not being a vehicle. My flow was momentarily perturbed by him shouting, “Well fuck you then!” before slowly riding away.

I work on houses a lot. Never my own, but my much more successful friends’ houses. I could go on a tangent about how if I work on multi-million dollar houses, my skills must be legit, but I will instead relay the tale about the time when we were putting arched pass-thrus in a friend’s kitchen. We hit a snag where we weren’t sure what to do next, had a bunch of options, and were kind of stuck in a loop when Tim put together the most nonsensical group of words that happened to somehow make perfect sense.

Keep doing what you’re doing while you’re doing it

Simple. Elegant. A little confusing. And all together perfect.

I live by two credos:

1. What goes around comes around, and
2. Keep doing what you’re doing while you’re doing it.

And that’s what I have to do.