Pretend to Be Nice

I don't have to work today. I think it's because a large portion of New York celebrates Rosh Hashanah. Anyway, I will preface this post with an excerpt from G.K. Chesterson's Orthodoxy:

"All the towering materialism which dominates the modern mind rests ultimately upon one assumption; a false assumption. It is supposed that if a thing goes on repeating itself it is probably dead; a piece of clockwork. People feel that if the universe was personal it would vary; if the sun were alive it would dance. This is a fallacy even in relation to known fact. For the variation in human affairs is generally brought into them, not by life, but by death; by the dying down or breaking off of their strength or desire. A man varies his movements because of some slight element of failure or fatigue. He gets into an omnibus because he is tired of walking; or he walks because he is tired of sitting still. But if his life and joy were so gigantic that he never tired of going to Islington, he might go to Islington as regularly as the Thames goes to Sheerness. The very speed and ecstasy of his life would have the stillness of death. The sun rises every morning. I do not rise every morning; but the variation is due not to my activity, but to my inaction. Now, to put the matter in a popular phrase, it might be true that the sun rises regularly because he never gets tired of rising. His routine might be due, not to a lifelessness, but to a rush of life. The thing I mean can be seen, for instance, in children, when they find some game or joke that they specially enjoy. A child kicks his legs rhythmically through excess, not absence, of life. Because children have abounding vitality, because they are in spirit fierce and free, therefore they want things repeated and unchanged. They always say, "Do it again"; and the grown-up person does it again until he is nearly dead. For grown-up people are not strong enough to exult in monotony. But perhaps God is strong enough to exult in monotony. It is possible that God says every morning, "Do it again" to the sun; and every evening, "Do it again" to the moon. It may not be automatic necessity that makes all daisies alike; it may be that God makes every daisy separately, but has never got tired of making them. It may be that He has the eternal appetite of infancy; for we have sinned and grown old, and our Father is younger than we. The repetition in Nature may not be a mere recurrence; it may be a theatrical ENCORE. Heaven may ENCORE the bird who laid an egg. If the human being conceives and brings forth a human child instead of bringing forth a fish, or a bat, or a griffin, the reason may not be that we are fixed in an animal fate without life or purpose. It may be that our little tragedy has touched the gods, that they admire it from their starry galleries, and that at the end of every human drama man is called again and again before the curtain. Repetition may go on for millions of years, by mere choice, and at any instant it may stop. Man may stand on the earth generation after generation, and yet each birth be his positively last appearance."

Anyway, here's yet another instance of my current pre-occupation:
Directions:
1. Put your iPod, iTunes, Windows Media Player, etc. on shuffle.
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.
3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS.

IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY" YOU SAY?
Nocturne in Eb

HOW WOULD YOU DESCRIBE YOURSELF?
I Saved the World Today

WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?
Stray Cat Strut

Well, that's always a plus ;)

HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?
Figlio Perduto

Elvish??

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?
Eye of the Tiger

Hmmm... (Yo, Adrian...)

WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?
Anything

WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?
Fantasy Impromptu

Haha! Probably.

WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?
Pure Energy

Well, there was a time...

WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?
Holiday

Yep - Everybody's Working for the Weekend

WHAT IS 2 + 2?
How Much Is the Fish?

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?
She Blinded Me With Science

Well, if I'm schizophrenic, I guess my best friend could be myself, and that side of me is in remission...

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
Head Over Heels

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?
Gloomy Sunday

WHAT DO YOU WANT TO DO WHEN YOU GROW UP?
Be My Baby

Is that kind of like the "Be My Own Grampa" song?

WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
Separate Ways (Worlds Apart)

WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?
Don't Turn Around

(...because I'll trip on my train)

WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?
Maniac

WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST FEAR?
Utopia

...or, at least, people trying to create Utopia and making things worse.

WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?
Scene d'Amour

Oooh la la!

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?
I'm Not in Love

WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?
Pretend to be Nice