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Philosophy inspired by Modest Mouse

I am on a plane to Huntsville via DC and I decided to listen to the songs I downloaded to my iPhone 5 from my husband’s iTunes account. This is important to differentiate because I wasn’t sure what he had purchased in his account but I had nothing on the iPhone since my alienware media server is currently collecting dust waiting to be installed in its new home.

Hey don’t judge! This Geeky Mom of three, who travels usually a few times a week, has not had time for much of anything lately.

*Note to self: Get the drill out of the shed this weekend, so you can cut the proper holes in the Ikea furniture you fell in love with that would work perfectly with a little good ole modding and get the alienware running again.

Where was I? Oh yes I am listening to my husband’s music. Missed the boat by Modest Mouse just came on and it got me thinking.

Here are the lyrics in case you don’t know the words:

While we’re on the subject
Could we change the subject now?
I was knocking on your ear’s door, but you were always out
Looking towards the future
We were begging for the past
Well, we knew we had the good things
But those never seemed to last
Oh, please just last

Everyone’s unhappy
Everyone’s ashamed
Well, we all just got caught looking
At somebody else’s page
Well, nothing ever went
Quite exactly as we planned
Our ideas held no water
But we used them like a damn

Oh, and we carried it all so well
As if we got a new position
Oh, and I laugh all the way to hell
Saying, ‘yes, this is a fine promotion.’
Oh, and I laugh all the way to hell

Of course everyone goes crazy
Over such and such and such
We made ourselves a pillar
We just used it as a crutch
We were certainly uncertain
At least, I’m pretty sure I am
Well, we didn’t need the water
But we just built that, go God damn

Oh, and I know this of myself
I assume as much for other people
Oh, and I know this of myself
We’ve listened more to life’s end-gong
Than the sound of life’s sweet bells

Was it ever worth it?
Was there all that much to gain?
Well, we knew we missed the boat
And we’d already missed the plane
We didn’t read the invite
We just dance at our wake
All our favorites were playing
So we could shake, shake, shake, shake, shake

Tiny curtain’s open, and we heard the tiny clap of little hands
A tiny man would tell a little joke, and get a tiny laugh from all the folks
Sitting, drifting around in bubbles, and thinking it was us that carried them
When we finally got it figured out, that we had truly missed the boat

Oh, and we carried it all so well
As if we got a new position
Oh, and we owned all the tools ourselves
But not the skills to make a shelf with
Oh, what useless tools ourselves

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Feel free to comment or critique this bit of philosophy but I think you can never miss the boat if you believe that there is a purpose to these crazy things that happen to all of us. There are always other boats and sometimes the one that seams perfect (like the too good to be true job I was tortured in for over a year) might just crash and sink in the Mediterranean like Carnival’s recent problems.

There is a great section in the book Philosophy In the Flesh by George Lakoff and Mark Johnson on page 63. I admittedly have not read the entire book but it is on my shelf and I have thumbed through it quite a few times.

complex metaphor

For example a good friend of mine who I call a brother thought he missed the boat called Love and Marriage.

When I was at my last job I grew to despise it and I thought I missed the boat that is my career. I felt stuck in dingy in the middle of a stagnant pond without a motor or paddles.

The only thing that kept me going was the wonderful people that I met through the job.

One day in October I read this quote by Steve Jobs:

“I have looked in the mirror every morning and asked myself: “If today were the last day of my life, would I want to do what I am about to do today?” And whenever the answer has been “No” for too many days in a row, I know I need to change something.”

That is when I decided Fuck this! I got up, stripped myself down looked at my distorted reflection in that stagnant pond and dove in. I began swimming, hoping I would reach the next boat and in January I did.

What does this have to do with my friend? I am almost there I promise.

In October I went to the office of the soul sucking job and stayed with a friend who I met through the job. By chance I was showing her pictures of my family on Facebook and when we came to a picture of my single, never married friend/brother she gasped.

She had to know more. It took a little while but on New Year’s Day I dragged my two friends with me towards that new boat.

I am happy to say they hit it off famously. My friends are like new people and despite other crappiness that goes on in their lives they have each other. Looks like my pain and suffering was for a reason. I have a fantastic job now where I am empowered to be innovative and two people connected as result too.