On the way to my friend Scott’s wedding in Toledo, Spain, our tour bus made a stop so we could take a few pictures. This is a timeline of what that experience was like for me.
0 seconds: This is pretty.
30 seconds: What is everyone looking at?
1 minute: Maybe I am missing something. I will focus in on a small detail and try to appreciate the richness of its history.
5 minutes: Why aren’t we leaving?
10 minutes: I will now refuse to enjoy myself to punish everyone for taking so long.
15 minutes: I refuse to ever enjoy looking at anything ever again.
This poem comes from Poem Town.
That is the town where poems live.
I don’t go to poem town very often
I am Andrew, by the way
Because I don’t understand a lot of poems
I understand this poem
Because I wrote it
And because I paid special attention
To not include any of the things about poems that I don’t understand.
With that in mind,
The line above that says
I am Andrew, by the way
should have been in parentheses or something.
August 5, 2007 – 11:20 am
I went to Spain last week to see a friend get married to another person who is also a friend, but a friend through the first friend. I didn’t want to go because I have always secretly believed that Spain is the least interesting European city. In preparation for my journey, I made that belief not secret. Everyone told me I was being stupid and I would enjoy it. I agreed — it must be a stupid belief, and I would surely enjoy myself!
Guess what? I hated it. I can’t believe how much I hated it. I told my newly-wedded friend how much I hated it, thinking perhaps he would more deeply appreciate my presence by knowing how little I was enjoying myself. He did not — he told me not to be so negative.
Was this an interesting story? I can’t tell.
when they ask you why your canceling, tell them it’s because you have to call in to cancel your account.
BREAKING:
For a brief moment in this video of a turtle fighting a cat, the cat knocks the turtle on its shell. Upsidedownedness seems like a freakishly unnatural state for a turtle — a sort of biological exploit — the putting in of which I always liked to think as a privilege reserved for mankind.
Hello, I’m Andrew Mason, this is my blog. In December of 2006, I dropped out of the Masters in Public Policy program at the University of Chicago after receiving an funding offer for a website idea I had. This website idea has since been incorporated as The Point, LLC.
The question I most often hear when asking myself questions that I would like to be asked to segue into explaining why I am just now starting a blog is, “Why now, Andrew? Why start a blog now?” Good question. One might think this a hectic time for me, considering my endless responsibilities at The Point. Good observation.
I’ve often considered starting a blog, but that initiative was in permanent stalemate due to internally opposing forces of self-importance (i.e. I consider myself ever-so interesting!) and self-righteousness(I cannot blog by the principle that it is a statistical near-impossibility that I am actually interesting). But in lieu of my recent situation, a blog is simply good business sense — just the out I need.
I understand that writing a blog is a serious responsibility. Like my decision to start growing a body 26 years ago, I begin this blog determined to show it the attention necessary to prevent decay.
Here I shall write about the life side of The Point, as opposed to The Point blog, where I write more about how cool the site is(it won’t be active for awhile). I hope I can provide some insights that will make the startup process easier for future generations.
