scottieb-topia

when nathaniel and i were roomies, i would often talk about this wonderful, fairy tale land called scottieb-topia. scottieb-topia was a place where only happiness and joy could be found. it is a lovely place with a 24 hour all-you-can-eat buffet, doors tall enough to walk through, sensible bike lanes, and other young dreamers' fantasies. ah yes, scottieb-topia was the dream we dreamt to escape reality for just a bit.

it most often came up as a solution to this world's quandries. for example, as nathaniel and i were having a beer on the front porch of the parsonage he could say this about the roundabout, "no one seems to know how to navigate this thing. look there. that one's going too fast, that other one didn't use his blinker, and still that one there didn't slow up in time at all and went straight over the middle of the whole thing!" i could then say, "well, in scottieb-topia that would never happen because there, people know how to properly utilize roundabouts." then he'd say, "ah yes, cheers to that."

problem solved. well... not really. but we no longer held the negativity, the odd, the disturbing, the hurt, the pain, the brokeness most high. we looked on past it to something else, something good and better. we had many talks centered around scottieb-topia and came to the conclusion that it is not a bad thing. (we, both knew, that the next world is what we were referring to when one mentioned scottieb-topia).

so. to the point of this drawn out post. in scottieb-topia i am well. as now, i am not. i have a nasty, nasty case of something very nasty. i cough, sticky slime-like gunk coats my throat and nose, my nose runs, it drains down my throat, my throat is sore, there is pressure in my face, i haven't the strength i normally have, and i am delirious. rest is what i need right now and what better thing to accompany my dreamings of scottieb-topia! cheers . . ..