The Fuzz

I would like to dedicate a post to the Indianapolis Police Department, and extend that dedication to Police officers in general, except for the corrupt ones. With that last thought, it should be understood that any other dedications I make to large organizations is nullified in the case of corruption unless otherwise noted. Back to the police, I appreciate their willingness to do the most menial tasks, like traffic control. There is a very large church near my neighborhood, and if not for the tedious work of these dedicated individuals, I would not be able to get out of my neighborhood on sundays or religious holidays. Tasks like these go sadly unrecognized because of other things that sort of overshadow such important work, like car chases, drug busts, murders, and the like. While these are significant and duly noted, it should be equally noted that without the seemingly meaningless task of traffic direction, our society would cease to function, or atleast everyone would be late to everything. Here's to the Watch! Fabricati Diem, Punc

Tomatoes

For any of this to make any sense at all, it must first be understood that I really don't like tomatoes. I hate it when fast food places forget to take the tomato off of my sandwhich, and it drives me nuts when the tomatoes are diced and mixed in with salads so I can't possibly pick them out. With that understood, I can attempt to make a point by telling you that I ate a tomato once, not too long ago. It was on a Wendy's spicy chicken sandwhich. I saw it, I almost took it off, but for some reason I didn't. I ate the sandwhich, tomato and all. It wasn't terrible, I didn't nearly choke on it like usual, and I kind of enjoyed it. That isn't to say that I no longer dislike tomatoes, or that I won't take the tomato off of the next spicy chicken sandwhich I eat, it's just that I did something I usually wouldn't do, and I feel better for it. I'm not entirely sure what this random tomato inspired epiphany means, but it has something to do with doing things we don't like to do. Not all the time, just occasionally. We can't be made to do it, we just have to do it because, despite previous feelings against it, it's probably a good idea. Perhaps the world would be a better place if people did something that they normally hated doing every once in a while.