So, I wasn't going to post anything up today.
I've sort of been preoccupied with something.
I'd tell you, the reader, what it is, but there's this thing here we call bachi, which is like Japanese for bad luck.
I think.
Wait, lemme look.
Okay, it means like divine punishment, or retribution.
Something like that.
Over time I guess, it evolved into a local kind of slang to mean bad luck or jinxed, or just like the definition, what goes around comes around.
Sort of a catch all thing.
For instance:
"Hey, you wen enter your stuff in the contest? How you think you going do?"
"I no like say, I might bachi myself."
Or:
"Eh, you heard? Bradduh when smash his car."
"Das bachi for trying to take out my girlfriend."
Etcetera.
So anyways, I would tell you, the reader what's on my mind, but I'm afraid of putting the 'ole bachi on myself.
See, I'm not really an optimist.
I try to be, but in reality, I fail miserably.
See, I just can't but help seeing life from both sides.
Pragmatic is me, if you will.
Maybe not even pragmatic.
Okay, okay, I always think of the worst.
Does that make me a pessimist?
Example: the reason I carry around so much crap with me when I ride is that I always look for the worst case scenarios.
Do I really need two patch kits?
Possibly.
See what I mean?
So I'm sitting here, preoccupying myself by preparing for the worst.
The way I look at it, it isn't a bad thing, for if it doesn't happen, then all will be good, but if it does(the bad part), then I'll be prepared.
Besides, there's a bright side to everything.
See, that sort of makes me an optimist!
In a 'whatever doesn't kill you makes you stronger' sort of way.
I've had some people tell me that I never seem to smile.
I do, inside where it counts(inside joke, get it? inside joke? nevermind).
It's not that I'm not happy, I am, it's just that during most of my free time, I'm, well, calculating.
Weighing the good and the bad.
Putting together Plan B.
Playing out every possible outcome for whatever happens to be on my mind.
Okay, most of the time I'm thinking of the bad outcomes, but sometimes I allow myself to think of the positive stuff.
Sometimes.
That's being optimistic, right?
Maybe it's just an inner defense mechanism, or maybe I paid too much attention at Boy Scout school.
Or something.
I'll tell you this: I am rarely taken by surprise when things go bad.
That's got to be a good thing.
I think.
So anyways, I'll leave you with this.
I was watching this History Channel thing on parallel universes and I was reminded of something I saw long ago on tv:
2 comments:
Not sure what the something is. Hope it works out. Two patch kits, extra batteries, tools and supplies are good. My version of bachi is that if you don't take it, you're gonna need it. Like raingear on a mountain hike. Yikes I'm never gonna make that mistake again.
For it to be bachi, you need a catalyst.
Like: "It's not going to rain, don't need no stinking raingear!"
I'm going to try not to even think of whatever that something is.
This phenotype of bachi is "don't count your chickens before they hatch" or "don't hold your breath."
Or something.
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