Interpreter #2

I've spent my entire life doing the same thing over and over again, and I bet you have too. Let's run down the list:

First: we get up from having slept. I'm only 23 years old, and so a lot of my "having slept" meant "having slept more than anybody needs to sleep".

We eat. Some more than others, most more than we should.

We get a dumb fucking job. I only ever had one - my dad owns a car lot and I worked only there.

After work I usually call my friend Beece, and go out to a place where I'd a) eat dinner b) watch sports and c) drink beer and other alcohol Until a) somebody wants to fight me (or me, they) b) somebody wants to fuck me (rare), or c) I puke in the bathroom and go home to smoke weed. It seems like a pretty good list of options, I'll admit, until you run through the menu a few hundred times.

That's what sparked all this. If you pan back a bit, isn't that what everybody does down here? The lucky ones anyway: We sleep, get up, work, come home. Lather, rinse, repeat. It's the best we can do. Throw in an occasional vacation, a wedding or whatever - we get plenty of holidays - but for the vast majority of our time on planet earth, the best we'll ever do is a variation on that theme.

"The earth only ever spins one way" is how my own father put it. inspiring guy, my father.

We'll get into him later. For now, the important part is simply this: I joined the United States Marine Corps, got sent to the desert, saw and did really fucked up shit...and did it all because my world only ever spins one way, and I wondered if that way was the only way. I didn't think it was and - as it turns out - I was right.