**Warning**Warning**Danger, Will Robinson!**Random Post Incoming!**Danger**Danger**
Speaking of Alec Guinness moments…
My God, what have I done?
I killed off my Amazon Prime subscription…the Prime subscription I’ve had since the damned program began.
Keep in mind, I’m “that guy” who spends more on books than most people do on rent. Who spends far too much, I should clarify.
Between the “free” express shipping and the streaming service, how could I not use my Prime to fullest advantage?!
Because it…well…it actually kinda sucks.
Do I really need to get my copy of A Great and Terrible King in two days?
Do I really need to binge watch old 80’s game shows?
Because those two things are about all Prime actually has. Ugh…a hundred bucks a year for shipping I don’t need, and shows I don’t watch?
It ain’t the useless insanity that my cable bills used to be, but it’s pretty damned close.
Especially when I can nerd-out on anime with CrunchyRoll and binge watch actual good shows with NetFlix and iTunes…
What has my life come to when this is the major event of my week?
When the hell did I start weighing the pluses and minuses like an…err…adult?
When the hell did I turn into my parents?!
I gave up adulthood when I gave up “business casual” attire and life as a sales & marketing weasel…
Look, I’ve got no kids — no dependents of any kind — and a complete inability to make any romantic relationship work*. Hell, I don’t even have a freakin’ goldfish, let alone any ties that, well, bind. In no sense can I be considered “grown up” or responsible. Quite the opposite, in fact…and I don’t give a damn what the grey hair is supposed to mean.
*I might be the only guy in the universe for whom the phrase “It’s not you, it’s me” is 100% true. If all my relationships fail, and I’m the one common element in all of them, well…even I can do that math.
But still adult behavior sneaks in…
I’m so disappointed in myself.
I have a choice, right now: go do something responsible and intelligent, or go to the brewery…