Something Miscellaneous

Nothing is certain.

A street light, paint splatter, wine glasses, egotistical behavior, dog food, laminated bristle board. Digital disorder is the new alphabetical order. Classifying objects into categories is increasingly more difficult as technology advances. With programs like iTunes, the user can choose a method of categorization that suits their needs relative to their likes, dislikes and content; metadata becomes very descriptive and variable with indefinite limitations.

Returning to my Borges list, an object so certain as street lamps is as ambiguous as dog food. Plus, who bothers to notice the differences between the street lamps lined in a precise row in broad daylight as their mind whirls with information? Prior I would have stated "not I!", yet that would contradict this robust idea floating round my head. On my routine travel to my joyous workplace (the agitation provoked by the children I coach there finds me in a rather cynical mood), on a day that discovered me tuneless(an event that seldom occurs) my melody-free mind wandered my surroundings and found interest in a street lamp. I pondered, how bizarre! What interest is there in a utility so common place, especially when it lays dormant during its off-time? Good question. For now, I must say the interest to be found is that one normally would not find interest in it.

Hurray for conformity heresy!

Bwuahahaha,
~Chiko!