Solitary Me

No complaints

People are stupid.  Some people are intelligent.  Everyone is both, in some respects, I believe.  But the average iq is 100.   I don’t know what mine is.  I took some tests, a decade ago.  Like 120s, or even 140, once.   I don’t care what it is.   I’m the biggest idiot that ever lived, in that I was responsible for the death of my sister.   But maybe I’m a genius, too, with a blog that finally tells it straight (‘it’ being theology).   In any case, I like to think and write.  I like to read and listen to music.  And I like being alive.  I’m not in debt.  Enjoying life, and being better off than 80% of americans, the average American being 38k in debt.  Says google.  And I’m healthy.  Health is a form of wealth.  36.5% of Americans are obese.  Another 32.5% are overweight.  Actually, I’m a bit overweight, one of the 32.5%, and I don’t know what I should be, or how much over I am.  Ok, I googled it:  A male 6’1 should weigh between 166-202.  I weigh 225.  I should be like 209.  I might be 6’2.  I want to replace my fat with muscle.  I live in Berkeley.  Great weather, intelligent people, cultural opportunities, and a good rental price, add up to a pretty ideal life.  I get enough sleep, eat well, have plenty to do, and have family and friends.  Life is good.  I take meds, and I don’t feel insane.  I have subscriptions to the ny times and economist.  I like trivia, too.  Ideally, I’ll read a book/day, as well.  I’m 48 years old.  I’ll be busy til the day I die.  Meditation takes out a bite.  I don’t watch tv, or go to movies, anymore.  I’d like to make money walking dogs, leading nature hikes, cuddling, teaching self-defense, and getting paid for being a published author.  I guess I could teach spanish, too.   And help prisoners spend their time productively, with books and trivia and yoga and whatnot.  I think every prisoner should have an e-reader, like my kindle, with access to an entire library, like encyclopedia or martial arts or 2100 asanas or all the award-winners!   That might even make incarceration fun, heaven forbid.  Life doesn’t have to be hell.  We can all be good.  That’s all I have to say, for now.