You got me all wrong! I got a number of replies saying "therapy is good for this", or "therapy is good for that", on the presumption I was trying to discredit the whole institution of psychology! Here's an analogy: I think physical health is a good thing. I try to eat right, and when things aren't working I'll go to a doctor to try to get it fixed. However, I do not confuse the gospel of physical fitness with the gospel of Jesus Christ. My point was not that therapy is worthless but that the gospel of Jesus is different, and harder, than the gospel of psychotherapy.
For the first time in my life as a baseball fan (which began in 1989), I bought a ticket for Opening Day. Opening day isn't so different from other games, except for the energy level. On opening day, the whole crowd believes the Dodgers will win the World Series and Sheffield will be MVP and Brown will win the Cy Young and Bocachica will be Rookie of the Year. By the end of April, when we're 10-10, it's hard to hang on to that faith.
I am optimistic that this month we finally hit on the right mix of anti-depressants (40 mg of paxil, 150 mg of wellbutrin SR). Mr. Stupid has gone missing. I'm not especially happy or productive, but at least at the end of the day I feel that I spent the whole day doing stuff, and it was stuff that made sense to do.
Though maybe it's not the drugs -- maybe it's the arrival of baseball season.
The first time I talked to a potential wedding video client, I quoted a price of $600. Given the time it takes and the upkeep of equipment, I realized that was an unrealistically low rate. But I figured while starting a new business it was more important to get gigs and make too little money than to quote realistic prices and make no money. My plan was to keep raising my quote by $200 a job until a client turned me down.
At $800, the second potential client turned me down.
I need a business plan.
SHE to HE: Bob brought me Grape Nuts at 2:30 in the morning.
HE to SHE: What?! Bob never brings me Grape Nuts!
(later)
SHE to ME: I wanted to make him jealous -- but he was jealous of me
instead of you!
I forgot to mention last month -- on my way home from the wedding in Texas, I decided to drive through Gilmer in tribute of its most famous daughter, Michelle Shocked. But I felt like I'd been taken when I realized it's only 15 miles from Gladewater.
Upshur County is drier than an empty bottle
Since the Mormons come to town
And to run out of beer means to run to Gladewater
Highway 79 thirty miles on down
Now fair is fair but life's a gamble
When it's 11:45
And it's a toss of the coin to see who's got
Fifteen minutes to make a thirty minute drive. -- Michelle Shocked
SHE: It's only called intuition if it's right.
QUOTE OF THE MONTH: "April is the cruellest month/Breeding lilacs out of the dead land, mixing/Memory and desire, stirring/Dull roots with spring rain./Winter kept us warm, covering/Earth in forgetful snow, feeding/A little life with dried tubers." -- T.S. Eliot
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