When Faced With Disappointment I…

Facepalm, the earlier years. #Paris #louvre #facepalmWhen faced with disappointment I try to devise a clever and insightful blog post but it doesn’t always work out the way I want it to.

I grab two movie clips and think about how to weave them into a story that will make you nod your head or smile.

Because I know that if I pull it off on paper the way I see it in my head you will understand what it is I am trying to say. So I present two clips to you and wait for you to watch them so I can offer a comment.


Except I Am Not Sure…

Except I am not sure if you really get where I am going or if I am just babbling. I think about the night at the basketball court and how an activity that I enjoy and do because it feels good and helps clear my head landed somewhere between awful and sucks.

No one understood what I was saying or why I was irritated and I was left wondering if they could hear the cursing inside my head or if the lasers shooting from my eyes had enough venom attached.

The night on the court failed to clear my head and instead of helping me feel less edgy and more relaxed I left more frustrated and angry than when I had gotten there.

Reminded me of a couple of bad  meals I have had. Moments where I waited with great anticipation to eat a meal that looked and smelled fantastic only to discover it didn’t taste very good or even worse left me feeling ill.

Maybe I am like Bruce Wayne and I failed to understand who I was playing with. Maybe I failed to recognize that I am not who I once was and that any attempt to be him is going to court disappointment.

“I dwell in possibility.” Emily Dickinson

Except I am not the guy who just gives up. I am the fool who keeps fighting when it looks like there is no reason to try. I Am The Bruce Lee Of Dad Bloggers and you know I can’t say that unless I am willing to try to prove it.

But when you are The Crazy Old Man Of Dad Blogging and you write ridiculous posts like 500 Ways To Have Better Sex & Earn Money From Blogging you go down that carefree highway and see what happens.

Still, you can cue the sad horn or the violins because I was so very disappointed with the game and the night on the court.

When faced with disappointment I try to find the silver lining but sometimes I just want to scream or do something extra silly.

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