I love that self-driving cars are a thing. And not a moment too soon. Older people deserve independence, but they SCARE ME!!! I don’t love some of these 80+ year olds who are on the road. I’m trying to distract myself. I think a lot of people are… even when driving! I do wonder how to keep spontaneity alive in the automobile if full self-drive took over completely and there was no steering wheel. Will it be easy to change plans, perhaps execute a quick U-turn at the suggestion of matching match tattoos when passing a tattoo parlor? Kinda specific example there, almost like it’s something that happened. Will not confirm or deny due to reasons I choose not to disclose.
I have little desire to do a deep dive into anything right now. I was trying to think of something, so I looked in my notes for inspiration. A sentence that literally doesn’t make sense caught my eye. These nuances are magnified how they’re exacerbated. What did I mean? What was I trying to say? Nuances magnify how something is exaggerated? There’s really no context to help. I’m such an enigma (in this case, enigma means idiot). Or a Sgeddies. Sgeddies was my old miniature dachshund who was really named Eddie, but his name evolved into Sgeddies. The word “sgeddies” is versatile and its parts of speech usage goes beyond the humble proper noun. To sgeddie is to commit a gravely stupid act. To sgeddie around is to be silly and unserious while simultaneously looking to achieve some mischievous objective. It’s an unsuspecting type of genius because it is most often being an idiot. In my opinion, sgeddies is best used as an adjective. To act like a sgeddie is to act a bit foolish. To do something despite knowing better, whether purposefully or that knowledge slipped the mind at the moment due to focus on the mischievous objective, etc.
Basically, reading that sentence in bold from earlier made me think I’m a little bit of a sgeddies. Well, I guess feel like would be a better way to put it, but not good enough to completely use it as a replacement. I need both to convey that how I feel. What I’m feeling doesn’t really make sense. Or perhaps maybe the root source of how I feel results in the way I feel in ways that are so convoluted they basically… don’t make sense. Idk. I’m just a sgeddies, man. What do you expect?
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