I’ve decided not to work today.
It’s a bit of a perilous decision, because this is a job where if you don’t work, you really can’t survive very long. Readers have lots of other options. It’s basically a job where I eat what I kill, every day.
But I feel comfortable not working today because I know I have help:
The road outside my window.
The road, which was built by Obama – or someone like him – brings me all the stuff I need to do my job. Because I’m not really responsible for my business. The road is.
So I’m going to spend today with my feet up on the table – until my wife makes me take them off – and stare out the window, watching the road do its work.
And then, after lunch, I’m going to go over to the sink, and run the faucet.
Because I want to remind myself I don’t send the water to my house. Other people do this. These people, combining their efforts within a public utility, get me the water I use to bathe myself and make my coffee. And I know full well that without soap and caffeine, I would never have been able to build this blog.
And then I’m going to go over to the computer and surf for awhile on the Internet, which was invented for me by DARPA and Al Gore. The Internet brings my readers to me.
Why should I bust my back for 12 hours today when I have all this beneficence working for me?
Actually, I’ve decided to spend several days doing nothing, letting all these gifts from the government work their magic.
And then, after a week of this, I’m going to head to the unemployment office and sign up to start getting more gifts from the government.