George eating an Eclair out of the Garbage
The Angry Generation-Xer. Copyright© T. Riggs 2016
If I had any alter-ego that fulfilled all the animosity of my psyche not being addressed by the bitchy 15 year old that forever resides in a quiet corner of my brain – it would be The Angry Generation-Xer. Juxtaposed, the two give balance to my anger. The 15 year old is the thinker, re-watching old movies, re-reading books, and providing a running commentary when she finds something particularly annoying or amusing. The Generation-Xer is the drill sergeant.
I remember in my early-twenties, first hearing the term “generation-x” and wondering, first; why the heck we needed to label it, I mean real 1980’s recession survivors took a seam-ripper to their Members Only jackets to remove the logo. Kids in the 80’s refused to be labels and walking advertisements. Anarchy was the way… we were too cool to have labels.
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This day was created as a day to recall and note some of the totally and absolutely absurd things in history, in our country and in our lives
National Absurdity Day is also a day to have fun and do crazy, zany and absurd things. Everyone has an excuse today to let out the absurd antics that are hidden inside of them. You can do things that you have wanted to do that make absolutely no sense at all, and it will be okay because you will be celebrating National Absurdity Day.
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Zooming on the highway on the back of motorcycle has my adrenaline pumping. I look around and see cattle and horses grazing in the wide open space. The sun is peaking in-between the rolling hills shining brightly on the orange and yellow falls leaves.
We zip past vineyards and apple orchards, on the curvy country roads, as I think about my trip so far. It’s been a few weeks since I got to Germany. The experience has been absolutely wonderful so far. The food, the motorcycle rides, running a half marathon, the culture and history has left me excited and wanting to explore more. I fantasize about how it would be to live here, then I come back to reality fast. As much as it would be a wonderful experience, the thought of uprooting myself, learning a new language, adjusting to a different culture, makes me realize that maybe I am…
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