Whenever I take a shower, I put on my shampoo, which then seems to form some sort of thinking cap, because all my bitterly terrible ideas start flowing out. All the ideas sound brilliant at the time, but then as soon as I dry off or start writing them down, start not making sense anymore. Yesterday, in the shower, I was pretty far down the rabbit hole, thinking about the environment, time and space and all kinds of other things I probably have stopped right away with. It was not safe down there and is almost as boring as Arbor Day.
While I was down in the basement of my mind, I kept wondering which environment my mind thrived in. Do I live in Order Universe or do I exist more in the Chaos Realm?
Let’s take a look at an example of the big haps around here today. The Super Bowl is taking over America (while the rest of the world is awaiting the next big futbol match). So is the Super Bowl Order or Chaos? Here’s what I see.
Control – Ever since last year’s Super Bowl, someone has been planning the festivities from the food to the seat planning, to the prop bets, to the amount of money they will overcharge for everything including, especially the ads.
Control – I’m guessing that no matter how hard the people planned things, there are things that will go differently than planned. Different teams than expected are there. Parties break out, and when that happens, there is no way they can control what happens. And the bettors can simulate the game 10,000 times or a billion times, there is no way they can predict everything that happens.
How about my beloved video games?
Chaos – The best ones are expensive and as such take years of planning and executing to get all the great features, make sure that every pixel is in place, and every T is slain and every I is full of revenge. But as soon as the game comes out, every kind of possibility the game makers could possibly think of, is blown up, turned upside down, and tossed into the abyss the moment people start to playing it. Patches are needed, updates happen and DLC is thrown in the mix. As I watch my son play right now, I think nothing but chaos is ensuing. People running everywhere, people shooting, environments being torn to shreds. There is no way the game makers could have anticipated every one of a trillions of scenarios that are happening just in this one game he is playing.
How about me? Which environment do I live in? At first I figured I operated in the Chaos Realm.
Chaos – I don’t like planning, or organizing or going to meetings. I don’t have spreadsheets tracking where my money goes, or enjoy doing taxes or paying bills. I don’t watch the news or follow politics or care what every celebrity is eating for breakfast this morning. I only know that I’m hungry and need breakfast this morning. Yep, I’m a wild and crazy guy.
Control – But then again, I’ve worked in same place for the last 14 years. I take the same route every day to work. Every Tuesday I go to Scouts. Every Saturday, I lay on the couch. Every Friday, I do Bitter Friday Giftures, and get pizza. Every Sunday, I look for the paper outside. Everytime my gas gets low, I try to find a gas station. So am I a Chaos Chump, or a Control Chap?
What about all of you? Which realm do you exist in? Which one of these wins the cage match in your life?
Bitter Chaos Ben