I’ve spent some time seeking enlightenment.

I tried meditation. It made my butt numb.

I tried yoga. It made my jeans fit better, but the path to the palaces of wisdom is not to be found in a pair of Levi’s.

I walked the earth until my feet bled. I saw priceless works of art. I conversed with the locals. It gave me a great collection of postcards.

I read Plato, Aristotle, Nietzsche, Kierkegaard. It gave me a headache and eyestrain.

What I have found is that the truly profound moments happen in the routine of getting through from day to day.

Today did not feature one of those moments.

I picked up The Suz from work, because it was my day off and she tends to complain less about the fact that I have been at home all day and the dishes are still dirty if I am willing to stand between her and the experience of watching that guy who eats his own face on the subway.

I’ve told her and told her not to play with my stereo.

Click. “0% apr if you buy before January 2003…”
“No.”
Click. “Coming up in a minute we have 30 minutes of uninterrupted music, kicking it off with the new one from
“Noooo….”
Click. “You’re just like a pill…”
“NO!”
Click. “Glory days, well they’ll pass you by…”
“Oh, c’mon Suz. Not Springsteen.”
“There’s nothing else on. Besides, he IS the Boss.”
“Not the boss of me….”
“I knew this girl that lived up the block, back in school she could turn all the boys’ heads…”
“This is a really depressing song, you know?”
“Yes. Why don’t you change it?”
“No, listen. It’s like, I used to know this beautiful girl. She grew up. Had kids. Got fat…. Later he’ll sing about some guy who lost his stuff in a war or something…. and then there’s the guy who wants to rock. But he ends up smashing rocks in the local penti-tent-tairy instead.”
“That’s very insightful, Suz.”
“Yeah. So what do you want to do tonight?”
“I dunno. What’s on TV?”
“Nothing. We could go to the Laundromat.”
“I guess so. We got any beer?”
“Nope.”
“Damn. We can stop off and get some, right?”
“Sure.”
“Life must really suck in Jersey.”
“Which is why I’m so thrilled to be living in Boston today.”
“Yeah.”
“So why don’t you find us a new song?”
Click.