Chey’s Lounge

Gonna take a little break from stuff at halftime of the Thursday night football game. It’s halftime. During the time beforehand, I had been scribbling my thoughts on a little piece of paper. Not in the biggest multi-tasking mood right now. Still so much time left in my day. It’s going so slowly. I’m wondering if it’s because I didn’t sleep very well last night and didn’t take an adequate nap earlier today. My brain is scattered and it’s definitely kinda easy to tell from the way I write out notes. I kind have always been a sporadic note taker. There’s really no rhyme or reason for this, no rhythm to my music. Only things confining me are prior prose, self-imposed boundaries, the size of the paper, and the location of my doodles. We just work our way around the page as best we can. Perhaps I should just write in line rather than a circle. Perhaps not though. 

I was thinking about what to write for today’s post earlier and started thinking about my dog. I was thinking about her when I was writing my little note circle a little while ago, too. Just before I was thinking about how I wish my dog could hypnotize me. I guess I could wish for that from anyone, really. Do I really need that? Idk, what do you do when you can’t forget things and you also feel you can’t make any additional changes that may negate the need to forget? I wonder if there’s anything my dog needs to be hypnotized for. Is she traumatized by the times she has spent all day in her crate? I mean, she’s a dog, she should be fine. Just feel bad about her being a lonely bean. I wish I worked from home so we both wouldn’t need to worry about that so much. Maybe I’m projecting and she’s not really that worried about that in particular. I just can’t help but anthropomorphize her. She’s not just a dog, she’s the sentient creature I’ve created in my mind today (and always). Today, I was thinking of a funny scenario within this anthropomorphization. 

What would my paraplegic dachshund do if given access to incredible power? I was watching her drag her little Bean body around, and I was thinking about how she can basically do anything as a paraplegic, but she wouldn’t be able to do very much if she were somehow to become a quadriplegic. 

So, here’s the scenario I was thinking of. My little Bean has a device implanted in her, like a Neuralink. This device allows her to move herself around in a wheelchair powered by her mind. This develops into Internet access. And once you go onto the web… there’s no going back! 

This can go so many directions. Like, imagine after all of this she just gets like super fat with her newfound freedom and access. She’d probably end up getting herself onto a GLP-1. I think she’d start a wiener breeding program. I’m not sure exactly why other than simply world domination. It won’t work, she won’t care about their health, and they’ll all be demented and deformed, even more so than her! She’d be breeding those IVDD dachshunds like rabbits, absolutely zero regard. Maybe she has a plan in place. Maybe she has already replaced her Neuralink with her very own LycaLink. She’s gonna put one in all of the dachshunds, not for good. For evil. 

I wonder if she’d just tell me everything she likes or dislikes. Like, imagine it turns out she hates American football but loves baseball and cricket. Imagine if she loves and is obsessed with eggs. Like, she just loves the concept behind it all and feels the humble scrambled egg is one of the greatest results of human civilization. You just never know what she may think!

Been a while since I’ve considered saying, “maybe I’ll come back and expand on this later.” Today, we bring that idea back. We will not make any guarantees about anything though. Also, it’s been a little while since I’ve said I miss making YouTube videos. I really am not at all interested in production value, though. I’m so into just being insane and so not into caring about production.