Life is like a blind date... And she shows up late.

Life can throw some serious curveballs your way. Seems like only yesterday when you think you've got it all figured out, it tosses a monkey wrench in the cogs of everything. It's like when you prepare yourself for a test, and then realize you studied for math class, when your test is in ancient Biblical Hebrew.

Really, life is like a blind date. You're not sure what's going to come up next. And most of the things are out of your control. So what good does it do to worry yourself about whether or not you got the A on that paper, or if the mail is going to be late, or if the police are going to find the body of that dead hooker and trace it back to you? There are things that you can't have any say in whatsoever. Like a blind date. Life comes at you whether you like it or not.

I can't tell you how many times I've been afraid to do something, simply because of the consequences. Like looking at a grade of a class before a major holiday, such as Christmas. But then I think to myself: "So what?" Does my single letter that defines my efforts for that semester really affect my ability to spend time with my family? Either way, it's going to be there, regardless of the date, so what good does it do me to delay? Might as well bite the bullet, check, be happy/sad and move on. The world will keep on spinning, even if you get a B.

Now, some of you reading this disagree. Saying that I'm downplaying the importance of certain things, that might reflect badly on a given time of year, or might be difficult to deal with. My response: excuses are like assholes- full of shit. As I said before, the world is going to keep on spinning whether or not you know what color of car you're going to buy, or if that stain came out of your sweater at the dry cleaners. So just get over it. Building up the situation only makes the inevitable harder to swallow if things that you planned for didn't go as you wanted. So don't give excuses. Just do it. Isn't that what Nike always says? And look at them. They've got Air Jordans. Do you have Air Jordans? Didn't think so.

So go ahead, open the Ark of the Covenant. I'm sure you'll fare better than the Nazis did.