Wednesday, April 13, 2016

4. I Want Logic
Mikey picked up the TV remote and began wading for through all 540 of his cable provider's gold package channels.  He liked to say all those choices kept him well-rounded and informed.  Mostly he watched each channel for five minutes or so until he got to the premium movie channels.  There he'd hesitate long enough to judge the liklihood of a nude scene occurring in the next several minutes.

He glanced at the clock above the wet bar he'd built himself. 10:00 a.m.  Two hours until he'd pour himself a beer.  Only alcoholics drank before noon, he told himself.  I don't, therefore, I can't be an alcoholic.  Simple logic, and true no matter what that worm in Human Resources said.

Two hours later he poured his first beer of the day and said aloud, "Simple logic."  He wanted to believe his logic, but the nagging suspicion he was kidding himself hung over him like a lagging awning full of water on a stormy day. It wasn't  until he finished his second beer he believed his own reasoning.

Today I will beware of how my wants can twist my logic.

Mikey, Repulsive, and Repugnant (c) 2016 by Ken Montrose

Mikey, Repulsive, and Repugnant is a work of fiction.  Any resemblence between the characters and anyone you might know is purely coincidental.

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