I want to apologize to all my readers for the content of my blog post yesterday. It was silly, a little bit thoughtless, and a lot substandard.
The truth is that I didn't take myself seriously for one night, and it cost me. One mental lapse, and my blog is now tarnished by an absolutely pointless entry. Would that I could go back and somehow delete that previous blog post!
It is my Fate. My hamartia. I am a tragic hero, a model for the young to avoid. Learn my lesson, masses. Hear my cry.
(Seriously, listen up--especially you young people.)
If there is anything that got me so close to the precipice of fame before I went barreling over the edge, it was taking myself seriously. Want proof? Look at all of the famous people out there who didn't blow it all in one night (like I just did.) They took themselves seriously all the way to the top floor, and they still do it today.
I hope you will all take this lesson to heart, dear readers. Learn from my mistakes and follow the narrow path. I wish I had.
In fact, I'd like to express my grief over not following the narrow path in a poem.
OH THAT THE YOUNG MAY NOT FOLLOW ME
AS DOWN THE WIDE, WIDE SILLY PATH I DALLY
THAT THEY MAY NOT LOOK AT ME
AS I VENTURE THROUGH HIGHWAYS CROWDED WITH THE ABSURD
AND THE POINTLESS WHO HAVE NO POINT
AND THE REDUNDANT WHO HAVE NO POINT
TO THEIR REDUNDANCY
THAT THEY MAY NOT SEARCH FOR MEANING IN MY WANDERINGS
BUT FOLLOW THE TRUE LEADERS OF OUR DAY
WHO ARE LISTED IN THE YELLOW PAGES
BUT ALAS THE YOUNG DO NOT KNOW THEM
BECAUSE THEY KNOW NOT THE YELLOW PAGES