Somewhere Over the Rainbow, I've Lost My Damn Mind: A Manic's Mood Chart

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my opinion will change with more experiences, but I have yet to experience anything of the sort yet. I just don’t feel like I have an illness.
     
     
    KEY TERMS: JIMMY V, SOCIAL EXPERIMENT, 3. CRY, VIRGINITY
    Submitted on 7/16/09
    Green
     
    Right now, my life is pretty hectic, so I was only able to catch around four or so hours of the Jimmy V charity event spread out on all of the ESPN networks yesterday. I was insanely jealous of the guy who had the winning bid for the ESPN College Football Game Day on Campus Experience. My reasons for this can be boiled down to two simplistic actions I would perform if I had won the bid:
1.) When I got to deliver the mascot head to Corso on set, I would definitely throw the Heisman pose/hand into Desmond’s (dick) face during the exchange.
2.) When I got the chance to meet with the guys during the morning production meeting, I would persuade them that during the game picks segment, they must also pick their favorite sign in the crowd. I mean, it’s only fair to recognize those people who worked so hard on cleverly insulting their opponent’s city, school, family and girlfriends.
    I was able to take something of value away from my vegetative state of watching radio on TV. This, of course, is the following quote from Jimmy V:
To me, there are three things we all should do every day. We should do this every day of our lives. Number one is laugh. You should laugh every day. Number two is think. You should spend some time in thought. And number three is, you should have your emotions moved to tears, could be happiness or joy. But think about it. If you laugh, you think, and you cry, that’s a full day. That’s a heck of a day. You do that seven days a week, you’re going to have something special.
    After hearing this, I sat in contemplation for a while and reflected on what I thought was the meaning behind what Jimmy was trying to convey here. After this deliberation, I decided to try a social experiment on myself (it’s not like I’m doing much else right now) and while I wasn’t really all about trying this for an entire week, I figured one day of doing all three couldn’t be too tough. After going through my day following Jimmy’s words of wisdom, I figured I could determine if I had experienced something special (my mom always said I was special, kind of ironic, thinking about everything now) and write about it. So next, I pulled my best impersonation of Earl Hickey and started a list:
    1. Laugh
    2. Think
    3. Cry.
    Then after I spellchecked my list, I realized that I had already completed number 2 (remember “I sat in contemplation”) so I crossed it off my list. 2. Think . Very nice.
    My next to-do for the day was to either cry or laugh, two things I’ve perfected since my episode, so I thought this should be a piece of giant cookie. I should clarify: I’m not a huge fan of cake, so we always had giant chocolate chip cookies from the mall for my birthday growing up. AMC was running History of the World: Part I so I figured a laugh was pretty much guaranteed. While I did giggle slash cackle slash chuckle slash snicker, I didn’t wholeheartedly laugh like I think Jimmy was referring to, so I couldn’t cross that off my list.
    At this point in the evening, I jumped into the shower, as I needed to start getting ready to venture down to the KY for some elegant riverfront dining (OK, it was Hooters, but they do have really good burgers, I’m told). During my shower routine, I enjoy listening to tunes, and one of the songs that randomly played was Ryan Adam’s “Rescue Blues.” For some reason, since my episode, that song messes with my emotions. 3. Cry .
    Well, it was nearing the end of the night and I hadn’t yet laughed, so I was becoming a bit concerned. I sat down at J.B. Fins, totally disgusted with myself. I had been so close to completing my social experiment but was now convinced I’d fall short of my goal, and the culprit was laughter. The last time I checked,

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