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Going Insane and Being Weird Date: 8/9/09 No, this isn't some random ramblings of noncoherent words that it would take a shrink to figure out as I'm hauled off to the Loony Bin. That won't happen till I run out of the current pills I have because the insurance won't pay for anything else. Darn stupid insurance companies getting inbetween the patient and getting drugs or the patient and doctor; however, that's not as bad as the government getting in the way. It's just, have you ever had one of those days that your mind goes off on a tangant, but those thoughts that develop sound completely insane or are just plain weird? Yeah, I'm having one of those days today. While out in town, for that very short time of the sun burning my pasty pale skin away, my brain turned off the main road and started to head towards Crazyville. I blame it on the sun and the near 100 degree temperature outside that I try to avoid like the good little nerd/Goth/loner that I am. And the people in the media or even politicians wonder why more people seek the cool air conditioned conditions of the house over the extremely hot, sizzling, and sun burning sun. Nonetheless, the sun apparently sizzled my brain some and made my begin to wonder about why the chicken crossed the road. Which made me have the apiphany of my life and realized that the question could be a great metaphor for life. Chicken wants to cross the road, which is both an idiotical move and likely against the chicken norms, for some particular reason. Upon thinking about it, it's apparent that the chicken is acting like a spoiled little brat who, after not getting what he wants, wants to embark on his own to show them. The fate of the chicken while crossing the road was hardly ever told in the question, as it's not asking why the chicken crossed the road and subsequently achieved said goal, but rather we're just curious why a chicken is wanting to cross the road. So I assume the logical event that'll follow is that the chicken will get killed by the car that the chicken wasn't smart enough to see while walking out onto the road... or, perhaps, getting picked up to participate in a cock fight. This is a great metaphor for life in my opinion. However, upon uttering it, it appears quite crazy... but sane at the same time if you think on the same level as me. This is what I ended up coming up with.
Oh, and also, I know a chicken would most likely imply it's female. Living in an asylum off the main road, Quit reading! Stop! Bye!
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